ARIEL'S POV

I blinked up at the Alpha, confused by his question.

His frown deepened.

"I asked a question," he said, his voice lower than before.

How unpredictable could one man be? One moment he looked like seeing me hurt broke him, and the next he was back to being cold again. It was like trying to read a storm—you never knew if the winds would blow warm or tear everything apart.

"A wolf. An omega wolf," I stuttered, unsure of what he really meant.

He hissed, clearly not satisfied with my answer. I blinked back my tears.

"Do you usually heal this fast?" he pointed at my shoulder.

I...