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joining him in the fight against those who would harm humanity, including her sister. “So, what about your family?”
    Michele’s head turned to the side. “I don’t want to discuss them.”
    “They’re not worth protecting?” The words left his mouth faster than he could stop them.
    Michele spun and faced him, eyes wide. “I killed them accidentally, okay? I’m the one who killed them, couldn’t control my powers. Couldn’t control what I am. I fucking hate it and hate the wolves because of it!”
    By now her chest rose and fell. The scent in the room matched her emotions, burnt matches and white pepper. She was definitely angry over a lot of things.
    Luka leaned forward, cautiously extending a hand to her cheek. “I can help you heal if you’ll let me.”
    She turned away.
    Luka settled against the back of the chair, aware he should probably give her space and time to deal with the magnitude of everything he’d just said. But they only had less than a few days left before the pack meeting and he was either challenged anyway or forced out of Alpha by the elder council.
    He cleared his throat and kept one hand on his thigh, the other holding his bourbon. “They’ll vote on what to do if I don’t have a mate. Chances are, the rogues will want me defeated, my brother will want me dead. I stand a chance against him, but if I win, I’m still without a mate.”
    A tear escaped her eyes. She kept her gaze on his, though, searching.
    “I don’t like that we can’t court like a normal couple. But you see how I treat your sister. You see how I’ve treated the others in this area. We’re not stronger because we’re a larger force, the rogues outnumber us two to one.”
    She crossed her legs. “Then why fight what seems like a losing battle?”
    “Because it’s not our strength in numbers, it’s our belief in the system that gives us the ability to live in harmony with the humans as we go on mostly unseen. Our strength lies in our mercy. Our desire to do the right thing is letting us maintain the status quo.”
    She sighed. Smoothing the robe over her legs, she rocked back and forth. “What do we do?”
    Luka couldn’t keep his eyes off the line of exposed flesh, but forced himself to focus. “We have to bind to each other. I know—”
    Her posture straightened. “No.”
    Setting down his drink, he rested his elbows on the desk, clasping his hands together. He met her stare, looking deep into those beautiful, brown eyes, searching for the hidden meaning. Alphas had to do those things, be perceptive enough to hear someone out and catch the meaning from what was not said.
    She waited, took a breath.
    The rise and fall of her chest beneath his black robe made his mouth water. He needed to make her understand just how important the binding was.
    He leaned back in the chair, still keeping his focus on her. Picking up his drink again, he took a sip and let the warm liquid slide down his throat along with the scent of spice and smooth, charred oak. “Perhaps a night’s sleep will help. You’ve had a rough day.”
    She rolled her eyes. “You’re not hearing me. And I can’t stay here.”
    His lips curled upwards in a smile. “You don’t drive, do you?”
    She twitched and narrowed her eyes. “What are you getting at?”
    His smile widened. Tiffany, come here, please. I need you to help me convince your sister to stay the night.
    A moment later, Tiffany appeared with a tray and three cups plus a pot of steaming tea.
    “Smells like jasmine,” he said.
    Michele groaned. “My sister, submissive to a stubborn Alpha. Great.”
    Tiffany set the tray down on the corner of the desk and picked up one cup, filling it slowly before handing it on a saucer to Luka.
    He took it and brought it to his lips, inhaling the rich aroma of his expensive tea. His nerves steadied just a bit from the calming fragrance.   He could think this out.
    Tiffany set out another cup and poured tea into it.
    Michele reached for it but