Alpha Doyle
I watched Lena disappear into the bathroom, dragging her suitcase behind her.
She didn’t look at me.
Not once.
The door clicked shut, and I stood there staring at it for several seconds.
I could still see the fear in her eyes.
I hated it.
I hated knowing that she was afraid of me.
More than that, I hated knowing that I understood why.
After everything she’d told me beside the lake, how could I expect her to trust an Alpha?
Especially when I’d once intended to kill her simply because she was a rogue.
I grabbed a change of clothes and left the room, heading downstairs to one of the main bathrooms on the second floor.
I took a quick shower, changed, and dropped my wet clothes into the laundry before returning upstairs.
When I reached my bedroom, the bathroom door was
