Alpha Dante
Aurora shook her head at me, and pinching the bridge of her nose, she sighed.
“You know the man’s name; therefore, I don’t understand why you chose to call him Nicolas instead of Tyler” Aurora said, turning toward the bar. I wrapped my hand around her arm, pulling her to my chest as I caged her between my arms which tightened around her. She, thankfully, didn’t fight, or try to escape my grasp, and instead, she leaned in to my touch, her wolf taking charge of her actions.