The tide loves nothing more than
washing your love away just so she can
watch it return. She might belong to water
but, oh my, that girl loves to burn.
-s.r.w.
***
"Henry."
No one moves. No one speaks. I watch as slowly, the pack parts to let him through. I feel nothing as he kisses the top of Reign's head, passing his daughter to his mate before kissing her forehead also.
Fear is clear to see in Katie's eyes as she watches him walk to the center of the circle and stand next to me.
Lilah wears a wicked smile, a savage look of pure bloodlust as she eagerly watches him.
"Henry. I don't know you. You're not someone who stands out."
Henry doesn't say a word to her. Instead, he turns to me, lowering his head. "What the hell was that," he points to where dad laid, Leo working furiously on him.
"I'm Alpha."