The Alpha's Beautiful Human Mate

He's an alpha, and she's a free-spirited human. She doesn't need anyone, just a quiet place to paint and design her pieces of jewellery. He doesn't want another mate after destroying the life of his destined mate. He just wants to rule his pack without dragging another innocent woman into his life. Heaven has another plan for them, though. *** Teaser: My heart races with anxiety, making me feel a little bit breathless. Tiny beads of sweat start to form in my palms. Despite my fear, my brain recalls something I always keep in my car for safety purposes. I open the compartment and fish out a handgun. "You own a gun?" I turn to look at Barron who is looking at me with a frown. I raise my eyebrows at him. "What? It has a license." I reason. "Also, it will be useful in case of a zombie apocalypse or unforeseen dangers like being attacked by possessed wolves in the middle of the night while driving." The side of Barron's lips curves into a smirk, and that makes me frown. Is there something amusing with what I said? I mean, it's happening right now. "You're crazy," he says with a chuckle. I blink twice as I stare into his deep blue eyes. "I'm an artist. I have an excuse to have a little bit of madness," I reply in a firm tone, cocking the gun with a steady hand. "Especially if I'm in a life and death situation."