Chapter Seventy

Troy’s POV

He couldn’t pinpoint exactly when it had happened, but during the previous day, things had shifted for him. He’d taken the time to try and stand in Reese’s shoes and what he’d seen and felt, had left a bitter taste in his mouth.

His feelings didn’t matter much to him. He was used to being less important, it was the Alpha’s curse after all. He would always be a slave to his pack and to his people. He would always choose them above his own needs.

He’d targeted Reese because of the Oracle’s vision. He’d taken her from her home and used Justin as an excuse, because in all honesty, Justin had no idea who she was and his father had never met with her about a union between them. Justin only knew her name, from the documents he’d submitted to the Elders for approval of his arranged marriage.

That night in the bar, he’d wanted to fuck her and he had. He’d taken her to Saxon Island because he knew it would soften her resolve, get her in his bed and it would make their bond stronge