The train of thought comes to a halt as I realize the gravity of what I’m trying to plan. Hand Sophia off to another man? My wolf is throwing itself against the cage of my mind, enraged by the idea. No. No, I can’t do that.
I should just make sure I get rid of those who want to hurt her. Starting with Noah Black. I don’t trust him. There’s something about him that doesn’t rub me the right way.
What was with his strength? Even if he has been training, there is no possible way he should surpass an Alpha when it comes to speed and strength. But I could hardly keep up with him.
My eyes linger on the sleeping Sophia, and I feel the cage that holds my wolf inside me c***k. It wants to be near her. It wants to comfort her, lick her wounds. If I restrain myself any longer, I know the consequenc
