I sat beside Alpha Mich as he smoked, the faint curl of cigarette smoke mingling with his musky wolf scent. His arm rested heavily across my back, possessive, grounding me in his presence.
The door suddenly banged open, slamming against the wall. A woman stormed in.
She was short, with dark skin glowing under the harsh light. Her curly hair bounced around her round face, and her sharp blue eyes blazed like a storm. Long lashes framed them, but the fury in her gaze swallowed any softness. She wore a red silk gown that clung to her curves, silver earrings swaying with each step, and heels that clicked against the wooden floor like claws on stone.
Her face was beautiful, but twisted with anger, and beneath the heavy makeup she radiated a dangerous aura.
“Alpha Mich!” she screamed, her voi
