Jealousy

**Alpha Cedric's POV**

“Estelle!” I snapped. Did she realize how much I worried about her? Why was she still silent and not answering my question?

My fears were mounting. I couldn't shake the jealousy that crept in. She must have gone home with Prince, or at least she had met Prince before she confronted the hybrids.

Knowing another man was there for her when she needed someone, instead of me, made me sicker. I was not even sure who I was directing this disgust at. Maybe on her or maybe even on myself.

If I had been quicker to find her, maybe I would've dissuaded Prince from having a moment with her. Finally, only our memories were printed forever.

In a state of shaking and beating, she tried to move her hands. Sweat poured down her face and body, especially whenever she accidentally saw the dead man. "I returned to the pack delivered by him." She pointe