Chapter 50

Alexander's POV A growl threatened to escape my throat as I watched him wrap his arms around her. Her sweet citrus and floral scent mingled with his unfamiliar one. My wolf, Fenrir, stirred, hackles raised. "Mine", roared Fenrir in my mind. "She is our mate." Though I wanted to correct him by saying "ex-mate," I couldn't deny the possessive heat burning in my chest. My hands trembled, clenching into fists. Before my rational mind could intervene, I was striding across the room, my Alpha presence causing pack members to scatter from my path. Without hesitation, I grabbed Sydney, pulling her away from the stranger and moving between them Immediately Sydney was out of the way, I connected my first with the man's face. The bastard staggered back, his hands going to his face. "What the hell, Alexander?" I heard Sydney yell behind me, but that didn't stop me as jealousy and rage burned through my veins. Fenrir was in control now. I moved toward him, hitting him again hard enough to knock him