Stealing Alpha's Heart
There was no reason for me to get upset that Brandy had friends other than me.
The girl behind Brandy had dyed hair that started dark red at the roots of her hair and faded down into a light orange at her tips. Her dark red bangs hung right above her eyes that were a sparkling hazel color. She had a pale, smooth complexion, which was very uncommon for werewolves because of how often we were outside, but it was also rare to have dyed hair, so I looked over the color of her skin. She looked just as defiant as Brandy, and it struck me as odd at how different they looked, but how similar their stances were.
Brandy whipped her hazel glare on me, her brows furrowing instantly in confusion, "Why ar