Ivy's POV
I pushed the door open, my stomach knotting with dread. The question loomed in my mind—what if this failed? What would become of me then?
"You can always reject him," Killian suggested casually in my mind.
I let out a bitter laugh while dragging my luggage inside. "Sure, because rejecting an alpha always works out perfectly."
"Rejecting an alpha? Who would be foolish enough to attempt that?" Alpha Rober's deep voice sent an involuntary shiver down my spine. I hadn't expected to face him immediately—how was I supposed to know he'd been waiting by the door like a predator?
Fiona stepped in quickly, saving me but potentially endangering herself. "Some wolves prefer mates of lower rank, or value freedom over the obligations that come with being an Alpha's mate. Particularly with Alphas who cling to outdated traditions."
