The Rogue Prince

Alpha Valdo emerged from the steaming bathroom, droplets of water still clinging to his chiseled physique. As he wrapped the plush towel around his waist, his gaze fell upon the figure lying amidst the rumpled sheets - his wife, Selena, utterly exposed and vulnerable.

A flicker of uncertainty crossed his features. "Selena, what are you still doing here?" he asked, voice laced with a hint of bewilderment.

She propped herself up on one elbow, her raven hair cascading over alabaster skin. "We're married, my love," she replied, a trace of confusion in her tone. "I thought we might...