Alaric's POV
You know the phrase that you can lead a horse to water, but you can’t force him to drink?
Well, you can lead a werewolf to a beautiful woman, but you can’t force him to love her.
Over the last few weeks, I’ve tried to let my feelings for Lilia grow. But I’ve had no luck. I just can’t seem to care about her.
Grey is even worse off than I am. He can’t stand her.
Like last night, when Lilia surprised me in my bed after work.
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She opened her shirt, revealing her lacy bra.
Her voice was a purr, “Alaric… I think tonight’s the night we make a baby…”
Her hand stroked the top of her cleavage, beckoning me to come closer.
I stepped one foot towards the bed, but my nose caught the scent of her perfume and I had to retreat. The strong smell nearly made me vomit right there on
