My body hummed with adrenaline, my wolf paced back and forth in anticipation of beating the hell out of Marcus. We'd never been close growing up. When I was deemed the next Alpha of our pack, Marcus grew cold and distant.
When I walked into the room, I'd feel his gaze on me, haunting and pissed as if I purposefully took the position out from underneath him.
The smug look on his face as I jacked him up, sent shivers up my spine due to the lack of emotion in his eyes. The fact he brought Emily here was a definite stab in the back. I didn't dare look over at her, because it'd be too much to handle. I never meant for it to happen. We were just kids. Still figuring out our strengths and our abilities. But Marcus didn't see it that way.
To him, I was a killer. The reason his mate died.
"Boys
