Charlotte POV
When Amelia showed me that picture of all the Alphas at her mum's ceremony, my breath hitched.
My eyes were drawn to him.
When they landed on the northern territory, Alpha chills ran down my spine, goosebumps rose across my arms, and since that moment, I’ve been punching the living s**t out of Josh.
“What has gotten into you?” Josh asks for what feels like the hundredth time causing me to snarl and punch him that much harder.
“Jesus, Char, chill out!” He shouts as he ducks my fist.
Kerry, Josh’s mate, is over on the benches watching us spar. She wasn’t invited to go to Amelia’s dress fitting, and she definitely wouldn’t let Josh spar with me without her eyes on us at all times.
Paranoid mates are not the ones.
Josh hasn’t said anything about Amelia not asking
