"I already told you because you were meant to be mine, Vivian, and I always get what I want, one way or the other," the Wickan master remarked in a dangerous tone. "It doesn't matter what means I have to use. You will be mine."
Why her? What did the Wickan master want with her? Why did he have so much interest in her?
She was just an omega whore.
Alaric didn't have the patience to waste his time on pleasantries and explanations. What mattered most was that his most prized and dear possession was recaptured into his hands.
However, now was not the time to repossess Vivian for himself.
There were still much more exciting adventures he devised up ahead for the she-wolf.
"It wouldn't be entertaining to reveal the entire game to you, now would it, Vivian?" Alaric mocked with a snort, trailing his finger down Vivian's neck, which made her swallow hard involuntarily. "It's about time I lay out the rules of this game."
