ALEK POV
The moment she smiled at the delivery guy, something primal clawed its way to the surface. My wolf, Night, growled low in my mind, pacing with restless agitation. Amber’s casual wave only poured fuel on the fire. She scoffed, brushing off my reaction with a simple explanation. *“He’s just a guy from school. We had art together.”*
Art class? Really? That was all I needed to know. After Christmas break, I was signing up for that class. I didn’t care if I had to learn how to sculpt clay pots or sketch landscapes; if Amber was in that room, so was I.
I could feel my brothers watching me, no doubt picking up on the possessive energy radiating from me. Alan gave me a side-eye that practically screamed, *Don’t lose it, man.* Aaron, on the other hand, just smirked like he found my
