THIRD PERSON POV
With Burton at his beck and call, Kenneth stormed out of the office without another word or second glance. After twenty long, arduous years, his patience was finally starting to pay off and Maeve would soon be in his clutches.
All he had to was take her.
His mind ran awhirl as he barged through the front door of the Moonstone manor and headed for his awaiting parked car.
Assuming all goes well, which… it should, for Burton’s sake… then I should prepare—
“Alpha Kenneth!” a voice suddenly exclaimed, scraping almost painfully at Kenneth’s poor ears. Loud, shrill, very obviously belonging to a woman, and it was one he was only a little familiar with.
After all, his business only truly lay with her mate. He’d never spoken to her longer than was courteous. What
