Chapter 8: Signs of Change
(Third Person POV)
Lucas Crawford was used to Dominic Wilde being in control. He was used to his future Alpha carrying himself with unwavering confidence, his cold blue eyes masking whatever thoughts might be running through his mind. But today, as they walked out of the detention room, something was different. Off.
Even the air felt heavier as they exited, Marcus’s guttural growl echoing behind them.
“Not leaving yet? Planning another fight?” Marcus spat, his voice dripping with disdain.
Lucas glanced back quickly. Marcus still sat in the chair, silver cuffs biting into his wrists, blood dripping from his palms where his claws had dug in too deep. His blue eyes burned with fury as he stared them down, unrelenting.
Beside Lucas, Dominic hesitated. Tha
