NOELLE
“Before I say anything," Jake starts, "I apologize. On behalf of my alpha. He should've believed you the second you opened your mouth. He's not himself right now, and that's on us—on me—for not seeing it sooner."
I blink, trying to stay calm. We’re on the stairs, our voices low.
Jake drags a hand through his hair, exhaling hard. "I've suspected Sabrina for months. There are too many things that don't make sense.”
He glances towards the upper landing, then back at me.
"She's not a werewolf. I suspect that much. I think she's also keeping Azren dependent, making sure he stays foggy. She wants what you have now."
My pulse roars in my ears. "You're saying she's... jealous?"
"I'm saying she's obsessed," he corrects. "And dangerous. She's already tried to kill you once. She'll do i
