Rolex's POV
The photos landed on my desk one by one. Mia getting into a black car. Mia smiling - actually smiling - at the driver. A figure standing protectively near her at school, keeping the bullies away.I felt jealousy, and anger rushed in my blood. How the damn can she smile with another man! f**k, she was making me more mad, and a demon who wanted to rip that bastard head.
"The man is Tristan Karveler," my spy reported. "Alpha heir to the Karveler pack."
My coffee mug shattered in my grip. Tristan f*****g Karveler. Our biggest rival, the son of the alpha who'd tried to take our territory three times.
And he was touching my mate.
"How long?" I demanded, staring at Mia's smile in the photo. When was the last time she'd looked that relaxed around any of us?
"Started yesterday. He
