TAYLOR’S POV
I stood there, rooted to the floor with my arms crossed tightly over my chest. My eyes narrowed at the chaos unfolding in front of me.
Lucy was on her knees, surrounded by two guards. Yes, she even went on her knees for Kyle. Her blonde hair was disheveled and her makeup was smudged as she pleaded with Kyle to listen.
“I didn’t bring anyone! I swear to the Moon Goddess, I don’t even know the man!” she cried “Kyle, please, you know I would never—”
But Kyle didn’t budge.
He stood with his jaw clenched, his fists tight at his sides. He faced the window, not looking at her but I could feel the fury radiating off him like heat. His wolf was close to the surface—I could see it in his glowing eyes, the tense set of his shoulders and I could feel the restraint in every breath he
