“Oh, Mason Reynolds,” Tristan says looking at him. “Here you are wrong. I am able to kill everything around me for something that I think it's worth. BUt I would do that by following the law!”
“WEAK, WEAK, WEAK!” Mason laughs in his face.
Rose holds my arm trying to protect me, but the truth is that I am the one who is supporting her. She has a little and collapses. Thinking that all these years they trusted a murderer, it kills her.
Tristan wipes his hands on his jeans, because Mason’s blood is on his fists and without showing not even the slightest trace of weakness, he utters the words that I knew would come out of his mouth.
If he really is the man he said he is, if he really loves me, this is what was right to do.
“I Alpha Tristan Mayer, Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack , I'm rele
