The Wilder Alpha by Evelyn Glass Page A

Sentinel my Beta wasn’t able to break.” He continued to advance on Jay, circling him.
     
    Had Jay been in lupine form, his scruff would have raised and a growl would have echoed from his throat. As it were, he kept a tight rein on his abilities. Being denied food and water for his captivity had weakened him. Being away from the moon had taken its toll, too, though, vaguely, Jay wondered if the dreamscape revitalized him when it came to lunar recharging.
     
    Gavin, from behind Jay, picked up a strip of Jay’s shirt. He chuckled approvingly before letting the cloth drop back into place. “Looks like she got rough with you.” The alpha continued another silent revolution around Jay before wandering to the far side of the cell.
     
    Jay eased some tension from his shoulders, but still leered at Gavin. The green-eyed man wandered closer to the pits Jay had dug in exploration and boredom. He wrinkled his nose as the whiff of a latrine hit him. Jay couldn’t help but smirk to himself.
     
    “Kristi tells me you’re loyal to Goldbridge, to a fault,” Gavin continued his conversational tone. His boot scuffed a bit of dirt into the makeshift latrine, as if to cover the scent of bowel movements. The alpha turned on his heel, retracing his steps back to Jay. He listed his head to the side, eyebrows furrowing. “Do you really want to die for wolves who never cared for you?
     
    Jay swallowed his words. Gavin only wanted to bait him into action, then beat the snot out of him – not that the alpha needed a reason to bloody his knuckles on an interloper. However, silently rebelling against the alpha thrilled Jay.
     
    As the silence strung out, longer and longer, Gavin seemed to bristle more. “It probably doesn’t matter to you.” Gavin stopped suddenly a few feet away from Jay. “No protection, no pack, no family. You’re a detached lone wolf, aren’t you?”
     
    There was a beat of silence, as Gavin waited for Jay to fill it. When Jay made it clear his lips were clamped shut, a vague irritation prickled across Gavin’s features. His fingers crooked, almost imperceptibly. A challenge electrified the air and Jay prepared himself for a sudden physical onslaught.
     
    “Then again, you seem to have a thing for my Beta, eh? I can see it in your eyes,” Gavin laughed. The preparation in Jay fizzled, his eyes widening just slightly. He hadn’t considered what would happen to Kristi should her alpha find out about their situation. He must stink of her, especially after mating. Gavin didn’t seem to notice Jay’s sudden distraught. He grinned and shrugged a shoulder, overexerting an air of ease. “Can’t blame you, there. She’s a beautiful, capable bitch.”
     
    Though it was technically the correct term, Jay bristled at Gavin’s usage of ‘bitch.’ His hands curled into fists. His nails digging into his palms reminded him to calm down, before the alpha got what he wanted. One thing Jay despised was giving alphas what they wanted.
     
    “I suppose you’ve considered wooing her, or whatever it is domestic dogs do, but you know she’d never accept you.” Gavin studied his long, pointed nails. Jay noticed the tips were stained a pinkish hue while swallowing down his smug smirk. Gavin continued, not bothering to look at the Sentinel, “If you talk, that might win her over, though.”
     
    Gavin’s light tone and side-eye glance agitated Jay. He was trying to gauge his interest in the subject. It made Jay’s mind roil with clashing thoughts. Partly, he was smug and relieved. Gavin hadn’t picked up on Kristi’s scent all over him. Another facet of Jay’s thoughts flared and flamed. The way the alpha spoke about Kristi roused Jay’s possessiveness and protectiveness. That was the point, though. Jay inhaled slowly through his nose, forcing the inner chaos to calm down.
     
    “Well, mutt, I gotta say, Kristi has better prospects.” Gavin’s lips curled into a sneering grin. “For example, she’d happily