Aitana's POV
"I'm still Alpha of this pack," Tristan countered through gritted teeth.
Why does he have to tell everyone he is Alpha? If he could submit Sebastian, his aura alone would help, but that is not the case.
"And you should have figured it out by now, brother." Sebastian might have called Tristan brother, but the tone was filled with animosity.
"Stop it. You are doing this because you know who she is to me." Tristan lowered his voice. They must be near the tent because I can still figure out everything they are saying.
"And who is she?" Tristan asked. I can't see them, but I could bet he was smirking at his brother. "Tell me, Tristan."
They both stopped talking, perhaps they noticed I was listening.
"Let's go, I don't want to wake her up," Tristan whispered.
...
What?
