"Ms. Sinclair, may I ask how you managed to win over our pack's Alpha?" "I picked him up," Tessa replied coolly. "It was I who pursued her," Landon interrupted, possessively wrapping his arm around his fiancée’s bare shoulder. He made a mental note to have a serious conversation with her stylist later. "Then Alpha, how did you manage to win over Ms. Sinclair?" The crowd of werewolves couldn't contain their curiosity about these two top figures of the werewolf world. "Not much to it," Landon said casually. "If she said go east, I wouldn't dare say west. If she claimed the Earth was flat, I wouldn't argue it was round..." Everyone was stunned. Was this still the same cold, unapproachable Alpha they knew?