"Shut your mouth," I hissed.
"I’m just saying what I see," Liam raised his hands, waving them in the air as a sign of peace, though his gaze remained full of dangerous curiosity.
"I don't pay you to analyze my mood," I roared, slamming my fist against the desk.
He raised his eyebrows, though his Beta eyes sparkled with an intrigue that made me growl. Liam wasn't stupid; he had known me since we were children. He knew he had hit the mark.
"I need air," I snapped, rounding the desk without giving him a second look. "Don't look for me unless the university is on fire."
I didn't even want to hear his response; I just shoved past him before he could finish his drink and stormed out of the office, slamming the door so hard it echoed through the entire administrative wing. I needed to get ou
