Episode 12

Alpha Ivik

The gains and losses that should have caught my attention were just a blur of numbers in front of me. The numbers on the screen were interesting, but they couldn't compare to the pain in my chest. It had been there since Heather left for Los Angeles two weeks ago. Every figure I looked at was an attempt to dull the pain of her absence, and every mouse click was an attempt to take my mind off the desire that consumed me.

If I were any other Alpha, I might have used force to keep her near and prevent her departure. But I no longer wanted to use force. Even though Heather was my fated mate, even though I sensed the love she had for me, I respected her independence too much to ever consider such an act. She couldn't feel our bond, which was alarming, to say the least. There had been moments when I could've taken her into my arms and claimed her as mine, yet I refrained. The scent of her lingered in my memory, potent and intoxicating; it had nearly driven me to madness.

"Alpha I