Alexander
I am fury incarnate.
My wolf is this swirling mess of rage and calm that I cannot begin to understand. It wants to rip Sophia apart for threatening Evelyn, but it has no interest in taking over my body.
I suppose I can understand why it would have some semblance of peace around my true Luna, but it certainly shouldn’t want to rip my Luna apart. This doesn’t make sense.
And I certainly don’t appreciate coming back to my sick shikra, the one I spent two days nursing back to health in the dungeon as she floated in and out of consciousness, in the arms of my Gamma.
I even heard him admit that he’s aware he’s supposed to stay away from her. Yet here he is.
A low growl bubbles out from my chest as I stalk forward, eyes fixed on David. His thoughts are a string of curses.
Shit, f
