(Alexander's POV)
Victoria’s pathetic pretense broke before my eyes. She faltered for a fleeting, infuriating moment. And how I wanted to strip away her facade entirely.
The rogue scent clinging to her skin was damning—proof of betrayal that churned my stomach in disgust.
She stumbled over her words, “I—I don’t know what you mean...”
The anger building inside burned hotter. My wolf was stronger now, fully awakened and furious beyond patience.
“Enough lies,” I growled, firmly stepping forward. She shrank back, her body trembling as I towered over her. “Victoria, this stops now. You will address me properly.”
Her lips trembled. “Alexander…”
“No. Alpha,” I corrected, the word full of finality.
Her face twisted into panic, her hands reaching out weakly toward me. “Don’t do this
