Rion’s POV
The knock came again…sharper, more demanding…like I owed whoever it was my life.
Then her voice sliced through the wood like a knife.
“Alpha Rion? What are you two doing in there? I want to come in! I am your fiancée! I demand to be treated with respect!”
Sophia.
Of course it was Sophia.
A growl ripped out of my throat before I could stop it…low, guttural, pure animal fury.
My wolf shoved so hard against my skin I felt fur ripple along my arms for a split second.
The audacity.
The sheer, brainless audacity.
My jaw clenched as I pushed upon my feet, every muscle in my body coiling tight with restrained violence. My mind was already racing ahead…already picturing it.
I’d open that door.
She’d be standing there with that entitled look on her face…chin lifted, eyes full
