ALYSSA
Alpha Jerry stormed into the dorm room with such force that the door rattled behind him. I froze, my pulse quickening as the overwhelming presence of Jake’s father filled the space. His expression was hard, unforgiving, and my heart sank the moment I saw the storm brewing in his eyes.
Jake stood up from where he was seated next to me, his posture stiffening. His voice came out low, controlled, but I could hear the tension underneath. “What are you doing here, Dad?” Jake demanded, stepping forward as if to block Alpha Jerry’s gaze from landing on me.
At the corner of the room, I noticed Tom had returned, watching the scene with a strange, unreadable expression. I had thought he’d left earlier, but now he was back, and there was an unsettling silence in the way he observed us.
