From birth, I was conditioned to be the biggest, strongest lycan in the pack.

My father would have it no other way. Because, according to him, the Alpha wouldn’t let anyone weaker mate the princess.

But he is wrong.

The Alpha is letting his daughter chose her own mate, out of love.

I have competition. The vampire prince, who has always been the bane of my existence, and the princess’s sentry, the one who already holds her heart.

They make it clear they aren’t backing down. Then the rule-breaking vampire suggests we share her. If we truly loved her like we say, why make her chose just one mate?

Was that what Jillian wanted? Was it what I wanted?

One thing is for sure. I’m not walking away from her.