Chapter Thirty-Eight

Drew POV

I watch as Nathan and Amy run toward home,

“Why didn't you go with them, Drew?”

Moniques asks, smirking at me.

Usually, another wolf would never question a Betas action; only Monique and I have become good friends since she joined the pack.

“I think it may be good for our Alpha to realize what a handful that one is; best if they are alone for a while.”

Monique laughs,

“You're so full of shit, you melt when she touches you, and I see how you look at her and sniff her scent every time you think no one is close.”

I laugh; Moniques, right. The real reason is I know Drake wouldn't be able to control himself that close to Ava.

As we reach the outskirts of town, I increase my speed, not wanting to be away from Amy any longer than necessary; I hear voices raised in argument as I get closer to the packhouse.

“Don't tell me what to do, Nathan; I am going upstairs to see Layla.”

“No, you will not, Amy; this is my house, my pack, my territory; show some respect to me as Alpha, or I