-Astrid- After I get my breathing under control, I walk up the church’s steps and put my hands on my hips. I throw a mocking smile over my shoulder, my chin tipped up. “What was that s**t you said about female alphas?” Carson hunches over, resting his hands on his knees and breathing hard. “Calm down, princess. It was a tie.” “Only because you cheated,” I said, matter of fact. “I didn’t cheat!” “Yes, you did,” I growl, glaring down at him from the steps. “I saw you stick your foot out and trip me. Otherwise, I would’ve beaten your ass.” “How is it my fault that you’re so clumsy? Women.” He says the latter derisively. “Always blaming someone else for your own faults. Learn to run faster.” About what I said earlier, he might look like Arlo, but he is nothin

