Frank
I stormed into my room and slammed the door shut behind me. The walls shook from the force, but I didn’t care. My boots hit the floor with heavy, angry steps as I paced. My muscles coiled tight with frustration.
The laughter from outside still rang in my ears, grating against my nerves like claws on stone. No matter how far I walked, how many doors I closed between us, it followed. Mocking me.
I yanked off my cloak and threw it onto the chair, the fabric crumpling under my grip. My fists clenched at my sides, my jaw aching from the effort of holding everything in.
What the hell was that?
How could my own men interact with Katie like that as if I weren’t standing right there? As if I wasn’t their damn Alpha? It was like every wolf in existence was drawn to her, pulled into her or
