Bryce's POV
My breath hitches in my throat when Erica challenges the Alpha of the West Pack. I share a look between my brothers and I know that we are all concerned. We don't even know if Erica has been trained to fight or not. Taking on an Alpha is no small feat. She could be seriously injured or she could die.
Grabbing a hold of Erica's hand, I pull her back down in her seat. Leaning in closely to her I whisper in her ear. "This is not a good idea," I tell her but she is so angry that she is not listening to anything that I have to say.
"Good idea or not," the Alpha of the West Pack smirks. "She laid down a challenge and I have accepted it. There is no backing out now."
My brothers and I look towards our father for help but he only gives us a sympathetic look. "I am a
