lyn

he oppressive silence of the penthouse floor. Kaden stepped out, his powerful frame silhou

oor was dead. No lights, no climate control, not ev

in this fortress of technology. The heavy door swu

ely

the marble floors and bare walls. It was t

was my

, angry sounds in the dark. He nearly tripped over a porcelain vase I'd

reen cut through the gloom. It swept

l, looking out at the glittering expanse

tion. It was an accusation, laced with the fu

on the distant, indifferent lights. "It's a power o

. The anger in his voice was rising

tore

ember of his pack was biologically wired

il

is were stormy gray, flashing with impatience. "No," I said. The word was qu

flexing in his cheek. I could see it in his eyes-he

is Alpha presence pressing down on me, a physical weight meant to crush my defiance. He s

?" he snarled, his voice a low growl. "

ngly steady. I met his furious gaze wi

as he processed my words. A flicker o

come home last night? Don't be pathetic. You have one pri

lade, twisting in a wound h

ace, and a tremor started in my hands. It wasn't fear. It wa

r guilt. For the petty je

or of storm clouds. Once, I would have melted under that gaze. Now it only made my skin crawl. "Perhaps I need to remind you how we fulfill that duty," he murmured, hi

rushed my skin, I recoil

raw with a disgust that was bone-dee

e primal fury of a slighted Alpha. He lunged, trapping me between the back of th

ine connecting us, saturated with his

rm of his eyes. "I've already filed the application to sever the bond. Soon, you'll be free to be

ication. Bianca's

ody went rigid. The hand that was about to grab me froze mid-a

d hard against his chest, the contact making my skin cr

hammering against my ribs. I slammed the door shut and t

rage erupted from the living room, followed

the door, my body trembling, and listened to t