Harper’s POV
If looks could kill, I’d be further than six feet under. Sierra’s eyes blaze with anger as she drags me away from Lucas. Pain sears at my scalp, but before she can take me too far, Alpha Lucas reaches out and grabs Sierra by the wrist.
“What do you want, Sierra?” Alpha Lucas demands, pulling her away from me. She releases me, turns to her mate, and stops screaming at me. The irritated look on his face and the harsh tone, again, have me wondering if he even likes Sierra, something that is almost unheard of with mates.
“Oh, I came to bring you the final list of attendees for the full moon mating ball the day after tomorrow,” Sierra says, instantly calming down even with the harsh glare coming from her mate. Is she blind or does she not care?
Alpha Lucas’s eyebrow ticks up in question as Sierra asks, “Will you be there?”
“I’m the Alpha, aren’t I?”
That’s all he says before waving us both away. I don’t miss the way he glances at me before Sierra passes him the paper she broug
