Chapter 48

• *What's Your Price, Alpha?*
• Arthur's POV:
• The early morning light streamed through the windows of my chambers, casting a golden glow across the room. I sat on the edge of the bed, watching Elara’s sleeping form, her chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. For all her fierceness, she was peaceful in sleep, a stark contrast to the whirlwind of emotions that usually surrounded her when she was awake. A small smile tugged at my lips as I pushed a stray lock of hair away from her face.