“There are other people, Sera!” he thundered.
“Where?!” I snapped, glancing around the now-empty street. “Where the f**k are they?”
His eyes narrowed. “You don’t have to play hero every damn time. You’re not indestructible.”
“And you are?” I shot back, gesturing to his bleeding arm. “You didn’t hesitate either.”
His expression twisted, like the words physically offended him.
“I am an Alpha,” he growled, his eyes flashing. “I have a wolf. You don’t.”
“I have training.”
“Oh yeah?” He scoffed. “They train you to run into f*****g vans at OTS?”
“No,” I clapped back. “It seems that pleasure is only reserved for training in NightFang.”
“Ben!” a shrill voice echoed down the street.
“Mommy,” the boy sobbed.
I slowly rose to my feet, helping the boy up with me. “Go
