KAI POV
How was my master plan to avoid the Alpha roommates going?
To hell.
That’s how it was going.
First Derrick—rage monster, locker slammer, neck-cracker—and now Dalton, the golden-eyed stalker with an obsession kink and the self-control of a grenade.
Can’t a girl get five minutes of peace?
Right. I wasn’t supposed to be a girl. Not really. Not going to have peace then. Not allowed.
Damn.
Where the hell was Reyes when I needed him? I missed my emotional support side-chick. He might’ve been half the reason I hadn’t snapped and tossed a desk through a window yet.
I hurried my steps, boots clicking too loud against the stone floor, heart pounding from the double dose of trouble I’d just barely escaped. Or maybe not escaped at all, considering the way Dalton’s voice was still echo
