Alpha Chase
In seconds, I’m on top of him, my knees pressing into his thighs and my arm pinned against his throat.
“Fuck yeah, Vee!” I hear someone yell, looking up to realize that this little matchup drew in quite an audience. My friend Kyla beams down at me with glee, clapping her hands, while Levi’s friends chuckle at his expense. As I climb off of him, my eyes find Chase’s, the gold flecks swimming in his irises a dead giveaway that his wolf is close to the surface. I’m half-expecting him to make some snide comment, but for once, it seems he’s actually speechless.