Chapter Eight: Alex

I run my fingers on the scars over my ribs. The large pink marks serve as a reminder of one of the worst nights of my life. A loud knock on my door pulls me from my thoughts. I open it to find a sleepy Colin standing there.

“Alpha Stephen called; a she-wolf went missing.”

My face must look terrified because the sleep falls from Colin’s eyes.

“It’s not Amber. I asked to make sure she’s safe. He said she’s with his lead warrior.”

My fear turns to jealousy. Who the hell is this warrior? Why is he with her? What are they doing?

Why do you care what Amber is doing? Zeke scoffs.

Because I do, I’m her mate.

You were her mate. You rejected her, remember? You have no right to be jealous. Not after what you did.

I know he’s right, but I can’t help it. The thought of Amber being with another is enough to make my blood boil. I wonder how she feels when she thinks of me with someone else.

Probably nothing. If she’s anything like me, she hates you.

“Alex, pay attention,” Colin says.

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