Alpha Dane
Placing it in his mouth, he seemed to need something to chew on to distract himself from how my body made him feel while looking at me.
I brushed off his behavior with a deadpan look and asked, “My what?”
“Mate.” He repeated. “You know, you look just like Selena. The blonde hair, blue eyes, and Spanish descent.” His eyes roamed over my figure once more, then shifted back to mine. “She captivated every wolf in the pack, including me, but she was mated to Dane and if I couldn’t have her, no one could.”
“So, you killed her? You’re pathetic.” I countered.