Alexander:
I didn’t like it.
I didn’t like that my mate had stepped forward for a stranger.
I didn’t like that she’d looked at that rogue with mercy instead of fear.
And I especially didn’t like the way something ugly twisted in my chest when I realized I hadn’t been the center of that moment. That someone else had claimed her attention to the point where she was willing to stand up to me, to stand against me…
Jealousy was an unfamiliar beast.
And I found myself loathing it more by the second, knowing that I had caved in to what I was feeling.
I was an Alpha. I was used to loyalty, to instinctive obedience, to wolves bending the knee without question. And yet Alessia, my mate, had placed herself between me and a dying man without hesitation. And rather than taking my side as her mat
