Rejected by the Alpha, Claimed by his Brother

I stepped closer to her, my chest brushing hers with my fingers trailing up her arm until they met the zipper of her dress.

Oh, how warm and soft she felt. My pretty flower. My María José... mine and mine alone.

She sucked in a sharp breath.

I didn’t speak. I didn’t give her time to argue. I undid the zipper, slowly peeling away the fabric, and exposing the mark that was meant to be mine.

And the second it was revealed, I felt it.

I felt a jolt. A shock. A burn that raced down my spine.

A jolt of power shot through me. Dios, it was violent, electric, and consuming.

Something ancient seemed to awake. I could feel the aura sizzling around us.

Something impossible.

A wolf.

María José had a wolf.