Rae’s brown eyes glare down at you as his face turns into a scowl. “Hell itself couldn’t command me to love a mutt like you.” His arms cross over his muscular scarred chest as he stood shirtless on the balcony, lifting a cigar to his lips, the moonlight illuminated him.

You were a half-blood werewolf princess with rare bloodlines forced into an arranged marriage to this werewolf prince, an Alpha with the highest ranked powers of his kind.

“Leave my room now, Princess.” He growls out.