Chapter 26

KNOX'S POV The living room felt too small for this conversation. I sank deeper into my leather armchair as my siblings dissected my failed proposal like vultures over prey. "You didn't even ask what she liked?" Caroline's voice carried that special blend of exasperation only older sisters could achieve. She was perched on the sofa arm, her dark hair falling loose around her shoulders as she shook her head at me. "I thought roses were... traditional." The words sounded weak even to my own ears. "Traditional?" Rose snorted from her spot by the fireplace. The flames cast dancing shadows across her face as she turned to face me. "Knox, you handed her flowers without even knowing if she liked them. Did you even try to learn anything about her preferences?" I ran a hand through my hair, frustration building. "She's been here for weeks. I thought—" "You thought being the Alpha was enough," Logan cut in from his position by the window. Unlike our sisters' disappointment, his voice carried appr