Alexander's POV
Although, we werewolves had super healing abilities. I have never seen anyone do what he had done before. No wonder he didn't put up much of a fight when I trashed him.
He stood up from the floor and found his way to a seat to calm himself down. In a matter of minutes, he was all healed up looking as if he was not the one whose face had been brutalized.
He then turned to look at Alpha Damien with fury in his eyes. "Why could I smell your scent on Lyra as I hugged her?"
It was obviously because of the training session they had together but I refused to say anything and let Alpha Damien speak.
He paused and didn't reply to him. At this point I was curious. Could there be something he was hiding? Could they have had…..?
"Why aren't you answering me?" Tristan asked, moving closer to him. "What is going on between you and my woman?"
"I'm sorry Tristan, but I love her," Damien replied.
