Rejected by the Alpha, Claimed by his Brother

Axel’s eyes narrowed as I readily agreed to the existence of a shapeshifter contrasting my former perspective.

"Why do you suddenly believe there’s an imposter?" He asked:

I sighed, nerves fluttering in my belly like wild moths. My tongue felt thick, like it had been dipped in molasses, but I forced it to move.

"There’s... a lot I want to tell you," I said quietly, unsure of how to even begin.

He took a step closer. "Tell me what?"

A lot, Axel. Mateo. He kissed me. Told me things about you... except he wasn’t even Mateo.

"I met someone," I blurted, before I could think better of it.

He blinked. "You met someone?"

I nodded.

"Was it a female?" His tone shifted slightly, trying to play it casual. But I saw the twitch in his brow, the way his nostrils flared just a little too wide.

Whoa, don’t tell me the almighty Axel is jealous?