~ ZEV ~
Like a shot, Zev crossed the space between Bleddyn and Sasha, putting himself between them, and staring the male in the eyes.
Bleddyn's growl faded, but he didn't drop Zev's gaze.
Zev's upper lip curled back from his teeth. "She is the Alpha female. It's not your place, Bled."
"She's not the Alpha yet."
"The only thing that will stand between her and that title is me, and I do not," Zev growled.
"The other Alphas might yet take her."
Zev raised a brow. "You think I won't beat them just as I did a few years ago?" He stood on the balls of his feet, his hands loose at his sides, but poised. Bleddyn was strong and an excellent battle strategist—the perfect compliment to Lhar's cunning and ambition. But he was a dark wolf and the very tenacity that gave him such strength and single-minded purpose, also made him stubborn and slow to change.
"If you have a challenge to present, Bleddyn, it's to me, not to her."
