Mercy

“Put him down, Leeta,” Mercy demanded. “Unless you want your husband to explode all over the place. Put that wolf down.”

“That wolf?” Leeta repeated. “Isn’t this your husband? The Alpha?”

“No,” Mercy lied, hoping she’d buy it. “You’ve got the wrong one. That’s just an Omega.” August didn’t even look like a random Omega, but her sister wasn’t the brightest, perhaps she’d fall for it.

“Don’t listen to her, honey,” Rider shouted. “That’s Alpha August.

“Says the man who left you and ran away only a few minutes ago. I could’ve just killed him in the forest, but I didn’t,” Mercy reminded her sister.

“Why didn’t you?” Leeta...