Alexander
Though the bent silver bars that are barely wide enough to allow me passage, I jump, my intention being to get Juliette away from Alpha Rowan, or to snap his neck. Either or. I would have decided once I found myself on the other side of the bars.
But at that moment something else was going on. I could read each painful frame of the movie on my mate’s face. Somehow, I understood what’s happening even if my back was turned to the main action.
And it wasn’t the fact that Alpha Rowan howled like a spike coated in silver was piercing his heart, nor the fact that he suddenly collapsed on his knees. It was the message my mate was telling me. I somehow knew what my little brother had done.
Fuck it! Chris went and f****d things up again. I don’t care that him going means Alpha Rowan
