The Broken Alpha
“You can’t still believe you and Alpha Idiot are mates, can you? I was first, Lily – and I will be your last.”
She spun around, sucking in a breath fuelled by fire. She hated when he called Elijah Alpha Idiot, or Alpha Nothing, or Alpha Nobody. He was a million times the man Atticus was. He was honourable, and kind, and fierce, and fragile, and though he was half wolf and half faelen, he was more human at heart than any creature Lily had ever met.
“Are you crying?”
“No.” Her hand scrubbed away the traitorous tear as soon as it fell.