"Is that Alpha Ravyn? He's looking so hot."
The whisper came from somewhere in the crowd, a she-wolf's voice dripping with appreciation. Her eyes traced over Ravyn's form with the kind of hunger that came from seeing something forbidden and wanting it anyway.
"Indeed." Another voice joined in, equally admiring. "But he already found a replacement for Daisy. Such a shame."
Now that another Alpha was single, of course the she-wolves were hoping for an opportunity. A chance, a shot at catching the eye of a powerful, newly available man. Except—
"Goddess, she isn't even a pack member." The first she-wolf's voice rose with disbelief. "Where did he find her?"
"I don't know, and I don't care." The second she-wolf waved a dismissive hand. "But don't you think his new haircut and new style of dressing makes him look a little like the Alpha King?"
"You're right about that."
