THIRD POV
The door slammed behind him with a c***k that echoed down the corridor.
Alex barely registered the sound. His blood roared too loudly in his ears, anger coiling in his chest like something alive and furious.
His strides were long and sharp as he moved away from Alice’s office, jaw clenched so tightly his teeth ached.
She had looked at him like he was nothing. Worse, she had looked at him defiantly, as if daring him to respond.
“How dare she,” he muttered angrily, fingers curling as though he could still feel the air of her office clinging to his skin.
“What made her think she could talk to me like that?” he demanded once more, his anger boiling higher.
I am an Alpha, how dare she even raise her voice in front of me, he thought angrily.
“She is too arrogant,” his wolf, Xa
