are you sure she's my mate?" Riven smirked. "And you're making me go through all this just to find information about someone who might not even be your mate? Or... is this about the way she tal

the idea igniting a spark in his eyes. Of course. That's perfect. "Yes... that's it. That's the best way to do it. I'll find out her class, her schedule... pull the strings to get close." His mind raced with possibilities. Riven leaned back, nodding approvingly. "With your status and influence? That won't even be hard. The real challenge... will be dealing with her stubborn streak." Kael's lips curved into a thin smile, dark and determined. "Stubborn streak or not... I will make it work. She's mine, Riven. Whether she likes it or not." Riven tapped away at his tablet, the soft glow reflecting off his amused expression. After a few hours, he let out a low chuckle. "Well," he said casually, turning the screen toward Kael, "that was easier than I thought." Kael's eyes flicked to the screen, scanning the details. Visiting Lecturer , Department of Business and Economics. Everything had been arranged under a carefully crafted identity. "You already pulled the job?" Kael asked. Riven shrugged. "With your influence in the mortal realm, all it took was one call. The college board was more than happy to have a 'distinguished businessman' share his experience with their students." He smirked. "You start next week." Kael leaned back, exhaling slowly. "So it begins." Riven studied him for a moment, then spoke more seriously. "Listen, brother. I know what's at stake here-the throne, the pack, the pressure but you need to take this easy." Kael shot him a look. "Easy?" "Yes," Riven said firmly. "No alpha commands, no intimidating stares, no forcing things. She's not part of our world. Yet." Kael's jaw tightened. "I don't plan to scare her." "Good," Riven replied.