Zavier
“Fine." Maya let out a long breath. "Her uncle is looking for a wife. He intends to marry in a few week's time and start trying for an heir,” she rambled.
F.uck. That would further legitimize his weak claim. There were whispers, lots of whispers, around his pack. But I had to give it to the wrinkly f.uck; it seemed he carried on swiftly. He had planned this, but for how long, that was the question.
“Wasn’t he supposed to get an Alpha’s daughter in the trade he planned?”
Katrina shared that she found a list, and The sick f.uck of an Alpha her uncle had chosen would trade his eldest, and other s.hit for for Katrina. Fang growled, t.hreatening to take over.
Give me five f.ucking seconds - I snapped at him.
“She told you that?” she asked softly.
“Yes. If he cannot find someone
