“I will marry Alpha Brandon.”
Her voice is soft when she speaks, but it hits me like an explosion.
For a heartbeat, I froze; maybe I misheard her.
Then the word registers, and every part of my body reacts violently.
A pulse of heat rushes through my chest, and I clench my fist.
I don’t remember moving.
One second she’s at the bottom of the stairs, looking defiant, chin raised, and the next, I am in front of her, chest heaving, heart roaring, my control hanging by a thread.
“I dare you… to say that again.” My voice comes out low, raw, and dangerous.
I didn't mean for it to sound like a threat, but it does. My control is slipping even though I am fighting for it. Hard.
She looks up at me, her eyes wide as she swallows, her throat bobbing.
She knows I’m angry. She knows I never get
