Chapter 18
Eva's POV
I heard gasps resonate throughout the pack behind me, but at the moment I could care less.
Derek stood before me, shoulders lurched as he stared me down like a wolf to its prey.
Suddenly, he threw himself in my direction, a invisible string tugging me towards him like a magnetic pole. My conscious tried to tell me it was wrong, but how could I deny the pull?
I was strong willed, and the first thought that ran into my head was to make a run for it.
I sprinted to my right, but I was stopped by the group of people lingering around to see the drama occur.
All of this occurred in a minimal time period, so once I turned around all I saw was Will's enraged look as he tackled his lust possessed brother to the ground.
I just watched with my mouth agape because in all honesty, I could do nothing.
My gorgeous tan blond mate held down the tan dark handsome stranger with much effort since they were both trying to get away.
My brain comprehended pretty much everything that was taking place.
My ex-mate, who I believed had died as a child, was alive right in front of me. He was legit.
My mate, who was currently the alpha of this pack, was also in front of me, trying to stop his step-brother from lusting over me.
So what do I do? I questioned myself.
I sighed, my muscles relaxing from their tense position, and I did the one thing I was best at.
I turned around, and I started walking back the same way to the tent I had come from. Seriously? Who was I to interfere?
They pack gave me a "wtf" look as if they were expecting me to burst out in tears.
My eyebrow rose as I crossed my arms across my chest. "Don't you all have things to do?"
They scampered quickly, my tone firm and demanding giving them chills of fright.
The two brothers were still at it, each time escaping the others ones tactics and trying to reach me, only to be caught off guard again.
My anger rose as I witnessed the current dilemma. "Could I please have a word with you, Willy pop?"
I figured it was time for me to insert myself into the equation.
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