ShitBut before I could get anywhere close to Mason, Neve slipped past me. My heart stopped in my chest, but she was too fast and I couldn’t stop her.
Most betas ran screaming in fear when an alpha got the way Mason was right now. But not our little kitten. She was made of sterner stuff.
Tears still streaming down her cheeks, she approached the enraged alpha standing on the edge of the landing and gently put her hand on his arm.
Instantly his attention switched from his victim to her and he went utterly still—watching, waiting. I held my breath. She was a beta, who had just stopped an alpha in a killing rage with a mere touch. She shouldn’t have been able to do that. No one should’ve been able to do that, apart from our omega.
But Neve had.
“Mason,” she whispered, her voice thick with
