THE BEAST: ETERNAL OBSESSION
He stood firmly in the doorway, his massive frame completely filling the heavy wooden frame. His white dress shirt was half-unbuttoned, his dark hair damp as if he had just walked in from the pouring rain, and his jaw was locked tight.
His dark eyes found mine first, holding the gaze for a fraction of a second before they slid sharply over to Iris.When his eyes landed back on me, his expression was freezing cold. Completely possessive.Iris scrambled to her feet, immediately bowing her head in submission.
"Alpha."
I didn’t move an inch. I just stared right back at him. Because even while visibly pissed off, even with the room growing suffocatingly tense around us, the bastard looked good. Annoyingly good. Like the kind of devastatingly handsome that made you
