Zane’s POV
“NOAH!!!”
My brother jumped about a mile in the air, slinging the headphones off his head, and in his haste to get up, slammed his leg into the desk. He cursed under his breath before his head snapped in my direction.
“Yeah?” he groaned out, as he came to a stance. He was sitting in my chair and, while I didn’t mind, my wolf was lashing out at him. Normally, I would know instantly why my wolf was lashing out at him, but as he was now, it was a coin toss on whether it was because I was angry at Noah for letting Cain skip his classes or because of the seating situation…
The office had sort of become my sanctuary, the place I spent most of my days buried in either the pack or company work. It was how I avoided most of the pack and kept him from killing anything he came into co
