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~Brielle

“I should get your mate.”

Blankly, I stare the space on the wall Noah has taken a step away from. I did that, with some unknown strength within my limbs. Noah is a muscular, tall Alpha who very few would be able to make step back let alone throw him into a wall to leave that much damage. I can hardly believe I did that.

Glancing down at my hands, they are bright red, my veins prominent, glowing purple and blue beneath my skin. Noah is looking at me, jaw clenched, eyes wide, however, he doesn’t appear too visibly shaken. I’m assuming that’s for my benefit.

“No, don’t,” I breathe. Ren is the last person I want to report this to. “I’ll have someone deal with the damage. Don’t worry about.”

I go to turn away, but Noah grabs at my arm.

“Brielle, that wasn’t normal. Either there is something you aren’t telling me, or you are as confused about this as I am. Either way, I should get Ren,” he says hastily. I’m not so sure why I don’t want Ren to know about this. Maybe because I don