Ruby was cornered. One hundred percent trapped by an alpha who was making it very clear that he felt he had every right to have her where she was. Still, the smile stayed plastered on her face even as her usually sweet scent soured with unease.

There was another alpha lurking, she could feel his gaze, but unlike the brute in front of her, ignoring her discomfort, the other stare didn’t make her stomach twist in knots so she sought him out.

Andor. She remembered her father praising him and she hoped he was as good as he’d claimed and could see the desperation in her stare.