Fated To The Beta

"I am guessing by your aura you're pretty damn angry," I snort, folding my arms across my chest and looking out the window.

Kora paces angrily in my head, her anger just as piping hot as his. She feels betrayed that Ezra would prevent her from shifting. “He can kiss my furry white ass. He isn't the only one that is angry,” Kora growls.

Ezra's grip is so tight on the steering wheel that his knuckles turn white as he weaves in and out of the traffic like a lunatic before turning off on the back road leading to the packhouse.

"I didn't think she would be a problem. I also didn't notice she was one of your teachers, Kat," he breathes out, his grip loosens slightly, yet, his knuckles are still pressed tightly under his skin, and his teeth are still clenched. I don’t know if his anger is paired with Maddox’s, but he has been quite temperamental for the past week.

“Bipolar much? The man has got problems, a few screws loose in that pretty little head of his,” Kora says, swishing her tail angrily. A raspy growl fills my head like a broken lawnmower, I can keep it from slipping out of my lips, but it doesn't prevent her from giving me a fricking headache from the constant strangled noise.

"I get it, you're pissed, I am too, but can you stop that? I need to be able to hear myself think, Kora." She huffs at me in response and, if anything, picks the growling up another level. She deliberately knocks her tail in the small space, so a constant thumping joins her broken-ass growl—damn wolf.

"I will make sure she leaves you alone, or I can fire her if you want?" Ezra offers, finally sitting back in his seat in a more relaxed manner.

Too late now, there will be no point changing my teachers this far into the year, and firing her isn’t the issue. It is how she spoke to me, and he stopped me from calling her out on it. "No, I just don't want her near you. She was almost sitting in your lap."

"I have no interest in her. You are my mate: you and you only, Kat. I don't want anyone else. And I told her to leave."

"You should have commanded her to," I correct him.

"I was diffusing the situation. I don't like commanding people against their will." Ezra keeps his eyes on the road and avoids my gaze, which makes me scoff.

"Yeah, but you have no problem commanding me, right? Should I start calling you Alpha again?" I snap.

"No, we are equals, I have told you that. You don't get to call me that, and what did you expect? You were walking away from me!"

"Equals, yep, it felt really equal when you commanded me like fucking dog," I snarl. He growls, but I am far past putting up with his or Maddox’s shit. "Shut