Alpha Azeo
I have never felt so frustrated—no, let me rephrase that—it has been a long time since I’ve felt this frustrated. When I first learned of my mate, I thought the bond would fill every hollow space inside of me, that I would finally feel complete. Instead, there is a gnawing incompleteness inside my chest, sharper now that I know the truth. McKenna is a Blood Shifter.
I should feel betrayed or at least afraid, but strangely, I don’t. What I feel is a possessive need to protect her. The only consolation I have is that I found her before they did. Her chances are better with me. She will be stronger with me.
All my years growing up in the pack that hunted Blood Shifters left their scars. My parents drilled the stories into me: Blood Shifters were abominations, curses in fur. We h
