I could hardly believe those words had come out of Alpha Lycan’s mouth.
My ears were definitely burning red, and even the back of my neck felt like it was on fire.
I lifted my hand to push him away, but Alpha Lycan tilted his head and gently kissed my earlobe.
“They’re back,” he murmured.
Zaia was frantic: “Hurry up! Cover yourself!”
The car door opened.
Asher’s gaze swept over my exposed collar like a wolf’s claw — sharp and unrelenting.
“What were you two doing?” His voice was tight, strained.
Alpha Lycan calmly adjusted his tie, his fingertips still stained with my lipstick.
“She wasn’t feeling well,” he said blandly. “I was examining her.”
Asher’s eyes dropped to the phone lying on the floor mat, the screen still lit — the call still active.
His expression darkened instantly
