I ran after her, the echo of her sobs trailing just ahead of me. "Rebecca! Rebecca!" I caught up and grabbed her arm, trying to stop her from storming off like she always did when things didn't go her way.
She yanked her arm from my grip. "What the hell are you chasing me for?" she snapped, eyes glassy with tears.
"Rebecca, I meant what I said," I told her, trying to stay calm. "I'm very thankful you saved me, so I helped make life a bit easier for you! The person made for you is still out there! You can mate with someone who really loves you and live happily!"
"But you're the one I want to love me!" she sobbed. "The first time I saw you I fell in love with you, otherwise I wouldn't have saved you!"
I stared at her, stunned. What kind of logic was that? She was an alpha. It was her duty to help the weak. Was she seriously saying she'd only saved me because she liked me? What if she didn't? Would she have just let me drown?
