River froze when she heard her name spoken, clear and unmistakable. Her heart seemed to stop as instinct took over, and she lifted her head to see the source of the call. Her eyes locked with none other than the dangerous, rude alpha from earlier that night, the stranger who had been both her tormentor and savior.
Her confusion deepened as her mind raced to understand. What was happening?
He took her hand in his, his grip firm but not painful, and leaned in close to whisper, his voice low and serious, “I warned you earlier.”
A wave of shock coursed through her as the king’s voice rang out across the room.
“It seems my son has made his selection.”
River’s breath hitched. Her son? Prince Heiko? The realization hit her like a blow. The stranger…the man from earlier…was Prince Heiko?
Her
