MILLICENT
My wolf snapped. “Mine.” It was a growl. A growl that vibrated in my bones. “She touches him again, and I swear-”
“Don’t,” I hissed out loud, gripping the edge of my desk so hard my knuckles cracked. “Don’t you f*****g dare.”
“Then maybe we could just get revenge on him instead.” I turned before I even registered my body moving. Zayne was already staring at me and I wondered for how long.
His eyes flicked to my mouth, then back to my eyes, and he must’ve seen the fury boiling there because he rushed to my side with a worried glance.
His back hit the wall as my hands were already in his shirt.
“Millicent—” before I could make sense of what the hell I was doing, I pressed my lips against his. It was a desperate angry kiss and he kissed me back like he’d been waiting his who
