The Alpha King's Daughter
“It was only a matter of time. Your childhood best friend managed to murder you, mysteriously dying in the process. It’s unorganized, but a necessity. We gave you many chances, Bella. But you kept turning them down.”
I was still having trouble processing killing my best-friend, making Uncle Jaspar’s words sit on the back burner. My limbs felt like lead, lifeless as I tried to defend myself. The knife surged forward, yet it never reached my body.
Beta Devin darted into my bedroom, his body connecting with Uncle Jaspar’s. Beta Devin was stronger and more skilled than Uncle Jaspar. Uncle Jaspar slashed and stabbed, grazing Beta Devin’s skin a couple times. The werewolf hissed in pain, his claws