The Beta’s Unwilling Bride
he says flatly, his voice even.
“Calm down? How can I calm down when that stranger is tearing our pack apart?” Lucy steps closer, grabbing his arm, her voice turning whiny. “She’s not one of us, Jasper. I’m your girlfriend, your future Luna. You have to choose. Me or her. If you let her stay, it’s like you’re picking her over me. Over the pack!”
I step into view, my arms crossed, ready to defend myself. Aunty Clara follows, hovering behind me. Jasper’s gaze shifts to me, still emotionless. “Tessa,” he says simply, no warmth, no edge.