My blood boiled. My heart pounded. My muscles tensed. My head was haggard and filled with only two things; the howling of rage from my wolf and the absolute desire to maim and shred this woman for laying her sultry lips on my Alpha.
Cayden was my Alpha! MINE!
Hatred of violence be damned! Killing her made so much sense, more sense than killing Richard ever did.
I readied myself to pounce and defend what was mine…
And then my wolf pulled back. A whimper of fear came from her. And then I realized why.
This woman was an Alpha.
Cayden pulled back and smiled awkwardly at the woman.
“Sera,” he said bluntly, “You weren’t supposed to come today. Our meeting is scheduled for Friday evening. You know how I feel about surprises.”
“I know, I know,” she spoke with a hint of a French accent, “
