Blakely’s POV
As I look around the crowd, the blood-stained snow, I feel a fury at Alpha Anthony.
Tilting my chin down, I take a deep breath and swipe my hand towards the crowd, who stumble backwards as they shift back into naked humans.
At least this way, the fighting is less deadly than in their wolf form.
Several people struggle to their feet, injured, still looking confused as they look at each other and back up at me, not sure if they should even continue the fight.
Where did Alpha Anthony go?
I take a step towards the crowd and Jake pulls my hand back, looking hesitant, but I just give him a smile and let go of his hand.
I don’t need to touch him to know that he is a part of me now.
My mate.
And he doesn’t need to worry about me, I can take care of myself.
I know what I
