Torin Pov
The sound of the bathroom door slamming shut echoed through the bedroom.
I stood completely frozen, staring at the closed door, the lace still crushed in my fist. I had expected her to be angry. I expected her to yell. But having my own words—a way out, a cure—thrown directly back in my face stripped away every defense I had left. She hadn't just rejected the clothes. She had rejected me.
"Well," Piper said from the bed, her eyes silently judging me. "That went exactly how you deserved."
My jaw clenched. I wanted to snap at her, to throw my Alpha authority around and order her out of the room, but the truth was, she was right so I tossed the item onto the mattress because it felt ridiculous in my hands now.
I looked down and Max was sitting there, his phone lowered, watchin
