Stephanie’s POV:
I’ve had it with Tyler.
His claws dug into his palms, and I could see thin rivulets of blood dripping onto the polished wooden floor. He was visibly angry, his body trembling with restrained fury. But I didn’t care. He had no right to interfere in my life like this. No right at all.
“What do you want?” he asked impatiently, his deep voice cutting through the tense silence. His eyes, glowing an unnatural red, bore into mine, a storm of emotions swirling within them.
“I don’t want Caden fighting his brothers because of me,” I said bluntly, holding his gaze.
“So?” His tone was sharp, almost dismissive, as though my words were nothing more than a minor inconvenience to him.
“I want you to revoke your decision and let us be,” I demanded, my voice steady despite the r
