There was something about another Alpha sniffing around what was mine that made my wolf go feral.
And yeah, I knew Jane wasn’t actually mine.
But my wolf didn’t care about technicalities.
I waited a bit after the so-called Alpha left, and watched Jane from afar like a guardian Angel. She seems distressed, confused? I'm not sure, but then she suddenly ran into the bathroom.
"Tch," I clicked my teeth. She's in this state because of that bastard. I knew I had to follow him.
I took one last glance at the bathroom door before turning to go after the strange man.
...
The scent of the guy from the supermarket lingered in the air like smoke. Sharp. Aggressive. Way too confident.
I followed it without thinking—my feet moved before my brain did. The burn in my chest, that low, crawling hea
