Dane's POV.
“What do you want from me, Alpha Dane?” Astrid's voice reverberated in my head as I walked down the hallway, my mind hovering on the fact that she had messed up earlier.
Thank the Moon goddess that I was there on time to stop her from making me look like a fool before both Alpha Halfdan and Camilla, his cunning Luna.
She had obviously mocked me for going there, but maybe she didn't realize it. I wished to vent my fury on her, but I just couldn't explain why I felt that way or why I held back my rage.
Soon, I arrived before my study, and without hesitation, I went into it, my thoughts still fixed on Astrid as I put on my shirt.
I was going to study a bit, and I couldn't do that without a shirt. As I buttoned up my shirt, I recalled the moment her hand was placed on my
