Alpha Liam
Beta Jax c***s an eyebrow at me suspiciously, “unless… she’s not really who she says she is.”
I growled back in response, “she’s my mate. Titus sensed it the moment he laid eyes on her.”
“No. Of course, she’s your mate. But if she’s an omega like she claims she is, she wouldn’t have been able to tolerate the wolf juice without her body giving out. But it also doesn’t make sense why she’d lie about her rank. Maybe she’s a hybrid and doesn’t know it yet?” Beta Jax states, my mind swirling at the possibilities as I desperately search for answers.
Although unlikely, I wonder if he’s somehow right. I shook the idea from my mind. My wolf felt how strong she is. She has to be full of wolf blood.
Beta Jax notices my body becoming tense at the suggestion and sighs, running a hand
