SANDRINO’S POV
I stared at the girl lying unconscious on the bed, her battered form a mockery of her defiance. My wolf paced restlessly within me, its growls of frustration echoing in my head.
She’s ours, my wolf whispered, its voice insistent.
“No,” I muttered under my breath, shoving the thought aside. She was a human, a weak, insignificant human who’d dared to defy me. The idea that my wolf was infatuated with her made my blood boil.
Her scent lingered In the room, aggravating my irritation. It wasn’t supposed to affect me. No human should stir anything in me. Yet, here I was, standing guard like a fool, refusing to leave her side. My wolf howled in protest as I fought to keep my emotions under control.
The door opened, and Alex stepped in. His calculating gaze swept over her fragi
