Chapter 17

'Shouldn't he be an Alpha and stop them?' 'He's too drunk to be an Alpha right now.' I walked forward, allowing a bit of my authority to seep into my words. "Stop!" They stilled on the ground, looking back up to me. "Leave, stop fighting, or you will be cleaning your mess up." I just wanted them gone, to put Wesley to bed, and to use my magic to clean everything up. With the way the party was going, it seemed no one wanted to leave for long. I turned to find Wesley grinning a sloppy drunk smile, his ocean eyes turning as dark as the night sky. "Wesley," I warned, but I simply got a gruff growl back. "My name is Daniel, not Wesley." Great. His fucking wolf took charge. "Why did you take over Wesleys body?" He sighed, reaching out and taking my hand. He led me up the stairs, the house quieting down as I watched his eyes glaze over. I heard the front door open and close multiple times,