In the past month since our divorce, rumors had been circulating through both packs about me potentially dating Lucian McAllister. And now with Theodore Carter clearly by my side, Darius's territorial instincts were in overdrive.
Maybe it was pride, maybe it was the possessiveness Alphas were known for, but he clearly refused to accept that I could move on so soon after our bond was broken. I knew he still remembered the way I used to look at him—like he was the center of my entire world, my Alpha, my everything.
I could smell his skepticism. There was no love in my eyes when I looked at Theodore—at least not the mating bond kind—and Darius, with his Alpha senses, knew it. He believed I was driven by desperation rather than desire.
"Wait," Darius called after us, his Alpha voice
