Unspoken Tensions

Kiana -

I stood there, my gaze meeting Lucas's intense eyes. The air between us crackled with unspoken tension. A wolf, especially a member of a pack, couldn't defy the Alpha's question. The very essence of our society dictates unwavering allegiance to the pack leader. However, I was no ordinary wolf—I was an Alpha myself.

I responded with a nervous laugh that cut through the tension like a swift breeze. It was a calculated move, a way to deflect his suspicion.

"If I had a mate, Alpha, do you really think I'd be wandering around as a rogue?" I asked, my voice holding a playful edge and my eyes glinting mischievously.

My response was well thought out, a subtle act of defiance wrapped in humour. Surprisingly, Lucas cracked a smile.

"Fair point, Anya," he said, his tone holding warmth. "I suppose I should have known better. Perhaps you are just tired. Go get some rest." His words were unexpected, and a sense of relief washed over me. It seemed that my calculated response had worked in