Mason’s P.O.V.
I walked around in a small bedroom, pacing back and forth as I was trying to get my breathing under control, and my wolf for that matter. I wanted nothing more than to run over to that sorry excuse of an Alpha and rip his throat out. How dare he pick someone else’s mate just because he wasn’t smart enough to find his true mate on his own. I sighed hard as I sat down at the edge of the bed. I closed my eyes as I forced myself to enter into my safe place, the one place I really needed to be right now.
“Nana!” I called out, once my surroundings had shifted into a heavenly and peaceful place. A place of all whites, no details, just for me and my great grandmother. She had been dead for years, but still, she listened every time I needed her.
“Hello Mason.” I heard her calmin
