HAZEL
Alpha’s body lay crumpled on the floor, mouth open, and blood trickling from the side of his temple where Zephyr had knocked him out cold.
For one frozen second, I just stood there staring at the stillness of it all and how surreal it felt to see the Rossi Brothers come to my rescue when I least expected it.
Then I looked from one man to the other, trying to digest it all.
Zephyr. Cyrus. Xander; my saviors.
All three Rossi brothers stared back at me with barely restrained rage radiating from them like heat from a fire place. But it wasn’t just their rage at how Alpha locked me up that made my breath catch. It was the way they looked at me—like I was theirs.
Cyrus stepped forward, reaching deep into his pocket, “you should drink this, you’ll need your strength.”
When he pulle
