“Impossible,” Chase grumbled.
It took all of my willpower not to smirk. By turning the insults around and questioning Chase’s charm, I had successfully turned the tables and put him on the back foot.
He wasn’t used to being challenged like this, that much was clear, from the way he stumbled through his words, trying to dispute me.
“You don’t know what you are talking about,” Chase snapped, getting angry now, his perfectly cool and charismatic façade cracking down the middle. “Amber will pick me, and there isn’t a damn thing you can do about it but watch. I’m going to take what you love, Alpha, and I’m going to make it all mine.”
“You are going to try,” I countered. “But you aren’t going to succeed.”
Amber didn’t care about winning or losing. She had a big heart, she cared about people
