Miguel’s POV
Alejandro has been inside with his mate for a while now. After about an hour after he went in, Esmeralda showed up at the clinic. “Oh, how is she? How is Alejandro holding up?” She asked quickly. I pulled her close and sniffed her scent to calm me and Aztec down.
Aztec has been growling and super pissed that someone was so sick in the head to be hurting that poor girl like this. I mean what kind of werewolf or lycan would force someone to go through that kind of pain.
Though what was even more of a mystery to me was who protective Aztec and I felt over this girl. I mean if she didn’t look like she was on death’s door, then I would have let Aztec out and lay waste to that pathetic excuse of a pack. This was not how any one is suppose to be treated, no matter if they are lyc
