Page 66 of Wolf's Fate


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My mouth watered at the thought, but I was patient enough to wait.

My brothers tried to pull me away, but I turned and snapped at them.

“He’s lost it,” Remy said.

“What’s going on?” Jett asked when the freshman pledges arrived on site.

“He’s not listening to me,” Denny said.

Denny had the authority to at least calm me. He wasn’t my Alpha, but he was Alpha of Delta Omega Gamma, and my wolf would respect that if he had been in his wolf form.

Oscar sighed. “I’ll try.”

The next thing I knew, there was a very large tiger standing before me. I could feel Alpha power coming off him in waves.

“Please don’t do this, Monte,” Zoey cried.

Between the two of them, the anger fled me and I shifted back. I was still mad, but the intense anger and need to protect my mate had waned.

I looked down at the guy and spat next to him.

“Don’t you ever even look at my mate again. And keep your damn hands to yourself.”

“Y-yes sir,” he stuttered, backing up slowly until he turned and ran away.

“Well, that confirms it for sure,” Caleb said. “Monte has officially joined the psycho club, otherwise known as the mating males club. No wonder he punched me for talking about Zoey.”

I hauled off and punched him in the face, but this time I really did feel bad about it.

“Damn it, Monte. I’m not your personal punching bag. Stop hitting me.”

“I’m sorry, Caleb.”

Oscar shifted back to his skin, but as he stood up naked, I quickly shielded Zoey’s view of him and growled.

He took a jacket out of his backpack and covered himself.

“Sorry. Wasn’t expecting to have to do that today,” he confessed.

“You’re a tiger,” I said.

“I am.”

“But you had Alpha powers pouring off you. How is that possible?”

He blew out a breath and shrugged. “Guess that’s what happens when your bio dad is a tiger and your mother comes from a powerful wolf Alpha line.”

“Oh yeah? Which one?”

“Collier Pack.”

I nodded. “Well, that explains it. Thanks for stopping me before I did something I may or may not have regretted.”

“You’re good now?” Denny asked.

I nodded. “As long as that punk doesn’t come anywhere near me anytime soon and no one else decides it’s okay to touch my mate.”

Zoey’s sharp intake of breath was not missed, but I did ignore it.