Wyatt Ambermoon
We piled up in Fermin´s car. Being carried around and driven to places was not my cup of tea. Being locked inside a car was something I detested. I loved the air on my skin, the freedom and pleasure riding my bike had always given me, and yet, I was here, sitting in the back of this fancy car, because my mate was here.
Every time I tried to reason with my beast, he growled at me and fought me back. He was determined to have a go with my mate, even when it was the most unnatural situation we could have been thrown into. One woman and three Alphas, Alphas who are not even related.
At first, I wanted to challenge them. I knew my beast was the most powerful of all of them. I was confident that I could defeat them, but with the passing of time, I have realized that she was
