The Alpha King is Addicted to Me

When the connection solidifies, a deep longing within me echoes. I've unexpectedly discovered my new chance at love. Just a short while ago, the man I've cherished all my life handed me over to our old rival, hoping to secure his sister's marriage. In a display of selflessness, my original partner, Alpha Raul, treated me like a commodity. My emotions are in turmoil, and I'm struggling with the boundaries of reality. What I'm certain of is the desire I'm sensing from this stranger, a longing to immerse myself in his tender embrace. His eyes widen, nostrils dilate, and he senses my attraction. With one hand on my waist and our bodies entwined, he softly says, "You belong to me now." His thumb grazes my bottom lip, causing my breath to hitch and a heat to surge within me, rippling through me delightfully. This situation feels insane – I don't even know his name, yet every touch ignites a charged energy between us, like static electricity. My heart yearns for this, but I cannot justify using him as a means to retaliate against Raul or mend my broken heart. I attempt to apologize, "I'm sorry, this isn't right," as I try to pull away. But his grip tightens on my wrist, halting my retreat. "Ah-ah, little wolf, you can't escape. You're now mated to Alpha King Aiden, and I plan to keep you close," he declares firmly.