Aaron’s POV
(this is when Beth hears the front door open)
"Mate."
"NO!" I yell, running towards her as she slowly blinks. She’s draining out, she’s so pale, she’s dying, oh God, she’s dying!
I can’t lose her. I can’t. My wolf is howling, and my heart is in my feet. I can’t lose her, not before I’ve even known her.
...
Alpha Joe standing before Peter and I seems stressed at best, his body rigid as he plasters a smile onto his face. That’s not a friendly signal, but I don’t care.
His pack is smaller than ours, and, if Alpha Joe is any indication, not nearly as well trained as we are.
That means that my pack is superior to his.
Alpha Joe steps back, waving us into his pack house.