Elena's POV
Wait, what? Zander took a stand that fast? I was floored.
If he were smart, he'd use this chaos as a perfect excuse to kick me out and end the mating right now. That would be in his best interest, wouldn't it?
I knew he probably just hated being manipulated, but still, a spark of warmth flickered in my chest.
This cold-hearted werewolf wasn't as bad as I thought.
"Damn straight!" I turned to see the old alpha, Gaylord, limping into the room. "Zander, look at your mate's face!"
He barely finished before he started coughing. Jasper rushed to steady him.
"These people have no class," Jasper spat, glaring at my foster family. "Barging into our packhouse to put their hands on your mate? They're acting like the Blackthorn territory belongs to them."
"Who hit her?" Zander's vo
