My Hot Alpha

Chpater 206

"What?". I asked.

"Don't play stupid". Her grip on my arm tightened as she pulled me closer. "You have to control her. Believe it or not but there are humans in here".

Rolling my eyes I glanced at where her hand was. "She deserved it. How long has she been messing with me?".

"I get that but not here". She hissed. "When were you going to tell us you triggered your wolf?".

I didn't like her tone and with the way my mood was this wasn't going to end well. I felt strong, powerful. It was hard to explain but I felt her everywhere. Right under the surface, right under my skin. She wanted out, she wanted to be free.

"Your eyes". She whispered.

Was I going to be able to control her?

What if I shifted?

What if she was too strong and I couldn't change back?

"We have to go". She yanked my arm pulling me in the direction of the exit.

"Hey". I yelled and she pulled us both outside into the cold air.

"Jake's on his way".

"Of course he is". I glared.

"He's probably the only one that can help with her".

"Why because he's my mate?". I rolled my eyes.

calm down with the bitchy attitude. Seeing him go all

I haven't seen

make you submit and

knew she did. "He doesn't have to be involved in everything that happens Alanna". I get he was her brother and Alpha but she was also my friend. Sometimes girls needed to have their secrets. I had no one to do that with because

have

my eyes. "You're being

stronger than all of us.

his arm around my shoulders and it was the

right. My skin burned, his touch

you remove your hands". The growl reached my ears

"Jake it's-...".

fucking hands off

didn't

smirked. "We're just friends". His arm fell from my shoulders as he took a

pulled back into a snarl, his hands balled into fists. Oh

if you come back inside". Ryan's fingers brushed against my

got a

"Whatever man".

else was said and Ryan

Yes I had to bite my tongue but it was better than standing outside having a blazing argument. "Get in the car

I could feel his anger, feel

and I felt every

.....

say anything to strike a conversation. The grip he held on the steering

at my grans house as we passed. Both her and George's car were parked in the

from my lips as he pulled

happened with Jessica