Chapter 62

Zeila's POV

I've never felt so happy to see Rosalie before. She's not hurt, but I can sense the tension in the air as I follow Fred into the kitchen where she sits with Alpha Derrick. It's obvious the two don't get along. Rosalie can barely contain her boredom as he struggles to control his annoyance. The two in front of me seem like they just walked out of the newest comedy film, so it's definitely a funny picture. 

I manage my facial expression; I don't want any of the men to know that I'm Rosalie's bestie. While I try to mean business, Fred is acting out his own soap opera. This better be interesting.

My goal is to leave Rosalie with this pack for good and never come back, even if it collapses to the ground. If only she and Gabriel had marked each other and conducted their mating ceremony sooner! If Rosa had been within reach, the Alpha would have known that she was his mate and would not have been able to carry out what seems like a kidnap