Derry’s POV
The young man in front of us is breathtaking. He's the kind of teenager you can imagine in a boy band with all the teenage girls falling in love with him as soon as they lay their eyes on him.
“Mickey?” I ask, wanting to know if he feels anything. I can't sense anything from him immediately, but his eyes would fit the profile of a healer.
“Nothing from here. I’ll need to get a proper read,” Mickey steps forward.
“Back off, witch!” Goldie snarls, stepping up to Mickey with a menacing look. Stone growls low and stalks closer. Goldie’s eyes flick between Stone and Mickey before a devious grin spreads across her face.
“Oh my God that’s it! You’re not the Alpha because you’re a gay boy, aren’t you?” She laughs like it’s the funniest thing she’s ever heard. Panic fills me. I’m
