Ava’s POV
I stood frozen, my eyes wide as Liam’s expression changed in an instant.
His gaze held mine, unblinking, practically pleading. He reminded me of my dog, Max, when I’d catch him gnawing on my favorite sneakers.
A flicker of triumph warmed my chest, seeing him so vulnerable. Bet he wasn’t enjoying the sting of his own games now.
He still hadn’t responded to the guard, and the pounding on the door grew more insistent, each knock sharper than the last. I could see it was getting to him. Unlike most alpha heirs, Liam had an oddly tight bond with his father, almost obsessive. It’s why his dad had trusted him enough to name him alpha of the Oakwood Pack before he passed.
“So, who’s groveling now, huh?” I muttered under my breath, a tiny gasp escaping.
His eyes hardened, flashing w
