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Jack POV

Stupid, stupid, stupid. I can’t believe I acted so stupid.

Beretta was right.

I didn’t want to admit it. I didn’t want to see the proof of it. There is no denying it now. Not after I behaved so badly.

My Ela isn’t my Ela at all. She is his. She was the one I angered. Not the alpha who has far more composure than the rumors suggested. She was the one who got angry at me.

When she growled at me, I felt my heart shrinking inside my chest. The cold sweat that broke out on my skin had me itching for a drink. I wanted one, but that young lad earlier had already pointed out to Ela before lunch while they were on the beach that I had been wetting my lips more than I should have this morning. I couldn’t take out my flask. Not in front of her. Not while she was defending the man that was proving to be my greatest adversary at every turn.

I thought her mate, her husband, would be a lesser man than me. I had hoped it was so.

It seems I was wrong. So wrong. Just as wrong as I had bee