Harley’s P.O.V.
“Who are you to decide our fates?
You are just a mistake of a vampire w***e, not a noble Alpha.”
My heart did a somersault in my chest as that was Carlos’s red line. The one he hated, the one that had followed him like a shadow, the one that whispered behind his back by those too cowardly to say it to the face.
My eyes darted to Carlos instinctively, heart thudding for him, not for myself anymore.
Would he break now? Would he lash out? These were the only worries in my mind.
However, Carlos’s response took me by surprise, just like others. Alpha faced Ella confidently, his jaw tightened and eyes were calm, too calm. Like that eerie stillness before a storm!
But this time, that storm didn’t explode. He was composed, steel forged in fire.
“Well, I may be a hybrid!
