Future Beta Nate
We finally pulled up to the pack house of Alpha Matt’s pack. There were a few warriors standing guard by a tree where Ayla was sitting with her knees to her chest. Her eyes were bloodshot and her cheeks tear-stained as she looked out onto the ocean.
The pack house was close to the beach and with the sun setting, the sky was painted pink and orange. It would be very romantic if my mate was huddled under a tree.
What the hell happened to her? Ayla’s clothes were torn, and she didn’t even have shoes. I saw one warrior offer her a blanket, but she refused it, shaking her head.
“My brother isn’t back yet,” Alpha sighed. We all got out of the vehicle and walked towards Ayla. She turned her head in our direction and I could see her tense.
“Ayla, dear, are you okay?” Jim aske
