Alpha Inga POV
“I want either Brenda…. Or Emma.” Alpha Brandon says.
Silence descends upon the room for a few seconds before chaos ensues.
I start to shout and throw stuff at Alpha Brandon; how dare he want my mate!
“WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU? YOU WANT MY MATE? YOU…” I shout, but before I can finish I feel a pair of hands on my face.
I look down in the direction that the hands are pulling, and there is my personal goddess. Emma stands there and is trying to calm me down, but I can still feel the anger burning in my veins. Nothing, and I mean nothing, would make me happier right now than to kill Alpha Brandon right here and now.
All of a sudden I feel calm, as if I have had a bucket of water chucked over me.
“Calmer?” Emma asks, and I know that she just altered my mood with her
