"Don't forget, your mother still needs the drug from my company. I told you there's only one type of surgery that can cure her heart disease, and I’ve scheduled it for next week." Trent's voice was a low growl, a warning that sent a shiver down my spine.
He was no longer the alpha I once thought I knew. The wolf within him had begun to surface, a dangerous predator who would do anything to protect what he saw as his territory—including Winona, the woman who had come between us.
"Are you saying you would abandon my mother for her?" I asked, my voice trembling with disbelief. My mother had always treated Trent like her own son, welcoming him into our pack when he had no one else. She had seen the potential in him. She believed that he could be a strong alpha and loyal mate for me. In her eyes, Trent was the perfect match — a werewolf who could lead and protect.