Before I knew it, the door swung open.
Of course, it was him.
Gabriel was standing in the doorway, arms crossed, eyes fixed on me. The tension between us was thick enough to cut with a knife.
“I don’t remember inviting you in,” I said, propped up against my desk.
He didn’t react. Typical. Instead, he entered, closing the door behind him. He took up space in the room, weighing down on me in ways I wouldn’t admit.
“You shouldn’t have returned,” he finally said.
I laughed, the sound bitter. “Trust me, this wasn’t my ideal vacation either.”
Gabriel’s jaw clenched. "Then why are you here?"
"Work." I crossed my arms like he did. "Your pack needs training. My pack agreed to help. End of story."
His golden eyes deepened, flickering for a moment with something I couldn’t name. “I didn’t re
