Unwanted Desires

Kaelen’s POV

“Alpha Kaelen,” Katya greets me with a bright smile, pulling her front door open.

“You know you can just call me Kaelen,” I reply, stepping over the threshold and handing her the expensive bouquet of red roses.

She takes the flowers with a gentle touch, carrying the wrapped stems to the kitchen counter. I lean against the doorframe, watching her arrange them in a tall glass vase. T