Dylan's POV
Vanessa is saying something to me, but I’m not listening. My mind drifts elsewhere—straight to Anna.
Why the hell is she giving me attitude these days? What does that girl even want? Does she think I enjoy chasing her around like some lovesick i***t? I’m the Alpha. She’s the one who should be chasing me.
“Are you even listening to me?” Vanessa snaps.
I don’t respond. This is her fault, anyway. Things were finally going well between me and Anna—until Vanessa decided to open her damn mouth and accuse Anna of breaking Miley out. She ruined everything.
“How long are you going to keep Miley locked up?” she asks next.
“For as long as it matters,” I growl, shooting to my feet. I storm out of my office, leaving her behind. I need air before I do something I regret.
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