Chapter 67

Yet, amidst the tumult of emotions, I shook off the notion that Fernanda's true nature would alter the profound feelings we shared. With a determined gaze fixed on Alpha Draxler, I dismissed the encroaching doubts. "This whole chit chat is unnecessary because nothing you do or say will make me hand her over to you," I declared, the words a defiant affirmation of my unwavering commitment.

Alpha Draxler, his expression a mix of frustration and resignation, heaved a tired sigh. "Is this what you really choose, Sergio?" he inquired, the weight of the decision evident in his weary tone.

I shot a glance at Jake, my beta, who stood beside me, mirroring the resolve etched on my face. There was no turning back now. With a nod between us, an unspoken agreement passed between our wolf instincts. We both began the transformative process, shifting into our full wolf forms. The air crackled with the energy of impending conflict.

Alpha Draxler, sensing the shift in our intentions, raised an eyebrow.