As we stalked down the hall toward the dining room, my wolf wouldn’t shut the f**k up. Every step, every breath, Blaze paced, snarling, his fury scraping the inside of my skull raw.
Not at her fear.
Not at her tears.
At the way she’d looked me dead in the eye and called me Alpha—like it was a joke.
Alpha.
Like it was an insult. Like it wasn’t the title the entire damn realm bowed to.
She’s testing us, Blaze growled, lips curled in my head.
Yeah, I muttered back, jaw ticking as the memory replayed—her chin tilted, blue eyes crackling with stubborn fire. She’d done it on purpose. Baiting me. Daring me.
And we’re letting her.
Blaze snapped his jaws, furious.
For now.
Because as much as it pissed me off, it lit me up in a way nothing else ever had. Every glare, every sharp little r
