Alastair:
I watch her as she watches him. His words are swimming in my head making want to rip him limb from limb, slowly. Wherever you go. If you let me, I'll be there. Who the f**k does he think he is? This anger in me is stronger than anything I've ever felt before.
This is foreign to me. I have never had to compete for anything. Especially something that is mine. She doesn't know what it is or what she's feeling but anyone with eyes can see the way she pays him special attention. There's emotion in those cold eyes of hers and the only one oblivious to it is that i***t alpha pup.
"Jealousy isn't a good color on you," I glanced over at my uncle. His eyes are on her. She's chewing the former alpha out but it looks like more than that.
"I trust her," the words taste b
