Alpha Jack
I don’t see red.
I am red.
My grip tightens, fingers digging into his skin until I hear the sickening, satisfying pop-crack of bone shifting. He bares his neck in submission, choking—but it does nothing to calm the wildfire raging inside my chest.
He touched her.
He held her.
She was in his arms.
“Jack, let him go! Please!” Kali’s voice breaks through the storm in my head—high-pitched, terrified. I feel her hands pushing against my chest and when I look down, I see her eyes. Those beautiful eyes. Shining. Red-rimmed. Brimming with tears.
Tears.
For him.
A bitter taste rises in my throat. Jealousy—raw, ugly—chokes me.
I was looking for her. I’d gone to my private library to surprise her. Thought maybe we could sit together and read. Maybe, in that quiet, romantic atmos
