*Selena*
The whole surroundings trembled with that loud growl, as if an earthquake had come just at that moment. I instinctively clutched the edge of the table, desperately trying to steady myself and prevent myself from falling off the chair.
“Prince Damon!” Zander’s voice was deep and intimidating, cutting through the air like a razor-sharp blade. His warning was laced with deadly intent, and in the blink of an eye, I was pulled away from the chair and found myself standing behind Zander. “Don’t forget you’re a guest in our pack!” His words were cold and firm, carrying a threatening undertone.
“Alpha Zander! I do remember everything,” Damon snarled, his nose flaring with anger. He was suddenly standing beside me as if he had teleported there.
“But you can’t spoil my date,” Damon bit out, glaring at the Alpha king.
“I have every right to interfere if you cross your limits,” Zander spat out, staring dangerously at Damon.
“I can kiss her on our date. She is an adult and willing,” Damon reasoned with a smirk. Zander growled, his teeth baring as if he would rip him apart the next moment.
Shit, this was getting ugly.
“You can’t touch her,” Zander howled, Lyon taking control.
“Why are you so possessive? She is your ex-mate, after all. You have no right over her,” the Vampire Prince, Damon, frowned.
My eyes ping-ponged between two powerful alpha males. I saw the expression change on Zander’s face.
“She is living in my pack as a pack member,” Zander’s voice turned cold and distant again. “So, you stay the fuck away from her and any female here. Until we agree on the peace pact, I don’t want any relationship between the two communities.”
I couldn’t help but stare at him awestruck right at that moment. He was a successful ruler, and no one could deny it. A king’s aura mingled with his alpha dominance made him invincible and incredibly powerful.
Damon gritted his teeth, his frustration visible as his hands clenched into fists, with veins pulsating beneath his skin. A muscle twitched in his jaw, a visible sign of the internal struggle he was trying to control. He seemed to want to say more, but he was restraining himself from getting into a fight that could escalate into a war between Vampires and werewolves if the argument continued.
“Selena, let’s go,” Damon commanded.
But before I could move an inch, Zander stood between us again, a formidable barrier that blocked my sight of Damon.
“She won’t go with you,” Zander declared, his voice firm and unyielding as he glared at Damon. But Damon didn’t pay attention to his warning.
“Selena!” Damon tried to reach out, but Zander intercepted his hand halfway before he could touch me. I peered over Zander’s shoulder as I stood behind him.
“Leave her alone,” Zander’s words were like a steel wall, sending clear messages.
“You can’t be serious,” Damon snorted, challenging Zander’s stance.
“I am damn serious,” Zander retorted, his eyes locking onto Damon’s with unwavering resolve.
The tension in the room thickened, and I found myself caught between two powerful and fiercely determined alpha males. My heart pounded in my chest, fear creeping into my heart about what was going to happen next. Both were giving each other murderous looks as if they would kill each other at the very next moment.
Oh, moon goddess, what had I gotten myself into?
“This is not good, Alpha Zander,” Damon hissed, his tone sending a hidden warning.
“Don’t teach me, Prince Damon. I know what I am doing,” Zander shot back, exuding his alpha authority.
I sighed, feeling the weight of their clash pressing upon me, an unintended pawn in their power struggle.
Damon’s eyes blazed red with anger as he narrowed his gaze, glaring at Zander while clenching his teeth. Zander remained cold and indifferent, but the aura emanating from him was overwhelming and dominating. I glanced around nervously and noticed everyone bowing their heads in submission.
“See you later, Isabella,” Damon said, his eyes softening as he looked at me with a mix of longing and frustration, but before I could respond, Zander interrupted.
“Her name is Selena,” Zander huffed.
Damon stormed away, and the resounding thuds of his footsteps echoed, conveying his willingness to tear this land apart beneath his furious feet.
My heart sank as I watched the heartless alpha king, my ex-mate, looking at Damon’s retreating back with a scowl on his face. He ruined my date. Frustration swelled within me, and I took a deep breath to calm myself.
Turning to leave the tense scene behind, I barely had a chance to move before a strong hand grabbed me and slammed me against the nearest wall.
My eyes instinctively closed as I gasped, feeling the impact. “Ah!” I uttered in response to the sudden force.
“Selena Ardolf!” Zander’s deep, husky voice resonated in my ears, filled with anger. “Did you really want to kiss that bloody vampire?” he spat out the words with disgust. My eyes fluttered open, meeting his cold blue orbs ablaze with rage.
Why did he care?
“It’s not your concern, Alpha,” I retorted, trying to hold his intense gaze.
His grip on my waist tightened, and strangely, instead of pain, I felt a rush of hot desire surge through my veins.