“She has always been naturally submissive to him. He’s my Beta, so he’s very powerful, but his wolf has never once challenged mine. It’s not because he’s my friend. His wolf just recognizes me as Alpha.” Well damn.

“That’s not all. Today when you were angry with me, Michael stood with you, like he was your Beta.”

Placing my hand over my rolling tummy, I ask, “What does any of that mean, Masen?”

He grabs my hand and looks into my eyes. “What I suspect, and what I think your parents somehow knew, too, is you are a female Alpha...”

CHAPTER 14

A female Alpha? That’s not possible. “If you knew me better, you’d know that’s far from true. I got my butt kicked all the time when I was younger, sometimes on purpose. So I know I can’t be an Alpha,” I state.

“When have you gotten your ass kicked, and more importantly, why the hell would you get it kicked on purpose?” He snarls.

I throw my hands in the air. “That’s what you’re worried about right now?” I’m so aggravated. “Some of the places I lived sucked, okay? I, at least, healed fast! I can’t say the same for the others. I did what needed done.”

He’s appalled. “You got fucking beat! Those animals beat a tiny girl?” he yells.

“Masen calm down. One of my neighbors will call the police with you roaring like that,” I admonish. “It’s over! The only time it happened after I shifted is when I let it. No matter how small I am to you, Masen, I’m a big girl. Please calm down. I’m fine.” I rub his shoulders, trying to relax him. It’s definitely not working. He looks like he’s ready to kill someone, and that’s exactly when someone bangs on the useless door frame.

“What!” he barks.

“Just one second please,” I call out. I climb onto his lap and stroke his face. His eyes soften, and I say, “Masen, I’m fine. Really, truly fine. That was a long time ago. Don’t kill whoever is at the door, okay? You have to relax, or they’ll think I can’t keep my Mate happy.” I give him my best pout.

“Stop that right now,” he says and stands, still holding me. “Wrap your legs, Little One. I’m taking you to go.” He laughs at his own ridiculous joke. I roll my eyes by complying. I know it’s shifters at the door, so it doesn’t matter if they see him carrying me around.

Seeming to change his mind and surprising me, Masen sets me down right before reaching the door. He turns me around, back toward the kitchen. “I’ll take care of this, Little One,” he says and gives a pat on the butt, pushing me forward. Curious, I look back over my shoulder. He’s still watching me, waiting before letting the two men at the door in.

While Masen greets his men and tells them he would like the door fixed tonight, I clean up the mess from dinner and make two plates from the leftovers. I offer the plates to the two shifters that are here to fix the door, but Masen growls before they can answer.