Solange Daye

I take a deep breath as I step out of the car, and Kyle's sandalwood scent hits me like a ton of bricks.
My wolf growls in my mind, "Mate." 
Kyle strides toward me with his arms outstretched, but before he can reach me, Atticus gets out of the car behind me. A low growl rumbles in Atticus's chest, serving as a reminder that I belong to him. 
I clear my throat awkwardly, "Alpha Kyle, this is Alpha Atticus of the Warrior Pack."  

***
Eryn's life was going according to plan. She had the man of her dreams and received a prestigious invitation to the Warrior Academy. What she didn't plan on was the immediate betrayal from Kyle as soon as she left the Twilight Pack. 
Heartbroken from the betrayal, she turns to Atticus, the gruff Alpha of the Warrior Pack and the head professor. As she finds comfort in Atticus's unwavering support, an unexpected bond forms between them. 
However, when the three- Eryn, Kyle, and Atticus- are brought together, emotions run high, and things become even more complicated. While Kyle fights to win back Eryn, Atticus fights to keep her. 
Who will Eryn finally choose? Her Brother's Best Friend or Her Alpha Professor?  

My Brother's Best Friend and My Alpha Professor

　　'Get up,' a voice echoes through my mind. 


　　'I can't,' I call back to the voice silently. 


　　'You are not weak,' the voice tells me. 'Get up.'


　　While I am huddled on the ground, I stop feeling sorry for myself. Anger fills my veins, and I am out for revenge. Kyle will rue the day he dared to touch me. It is like Atticus told me. He wouldn't always be around to protect me. So, I have to learn to protect myself.


　　I am struggling to get to my feet when the curtain is pulled back. Zach takes one look at me and leaves the room. He returns with a meek-looking nurse at his side. She is unable to look at me.


　　I can see the guilt in her eyes. She knew what went on in this room and did nothing to stop it.


　　"Get her some clothes," my brother demands.


　　The nurse runs from the room, and Zach kneels beside me. He tugs on the silver collar, but he can't get it off. As he manipulates the collar, the bandage covering my mark falls from my neck.


CHAPTER 69 Rash