KLAUS’S POV
The words hit me like a knife to the ribs.
"Gina’s moving in with Alpha Grayson. The engagement’s in two days."
The news anchor’s voice was smooth, indifferent, as if she were reporting on stock prices instead of the woman I loved slipping through my fingers.
Two days.
My vision tunneled, the walls of my office pressing in like a vise. My fists clenched at my sides, knuckles white, the veins in my arms standing out like ropes beneath my skin. My wolf snarled inside me, a raw, guttural sound that echoed in the hollow of my chest.
Grayson.
Just the name sent a wave of black rage crashing through me. I should have been over this. I told myself I was. I had responsibilities—Laila, the pack, my future as Alpha. But none of that mattered when the truth carved itself into my bo
