#Chapter 65 When The Party’s Over

William and Victor’s wolves growled menacingly at each other. The rivalry between the two Alpha wolves felt like sparks flying through the air. They growled louder, bared their teeth, and circled each other as if looking for the opportunity to attack. I held my breath as I waited for them to break into combat. I couldn’t stand knowing that they were fighting about me. What did they think fighting each other would accomplish? When the growling advanced to intense snarls, Diana and I yelled, “Both of you, stop fighting right this minute.” “How dare either of you think something that will affect the rest of my life could be settled with your teeth?” The two wolves immediately separated and sat back on their haunches. But they both still had their ears flattened against their heads, and the tip of William’s tail twitched in agitation. “That’s better,” I told them. “Now listen to me; I will choose my mate. I won’t be fought over like I’m a carnival prize.” Vi