Chapter 13
Greyson's POV
I had faced rogue armies, challenged Alphas twice my age, and buried people I loved with my own hands.
Yet somehow, one stubborn woman standing in a doorway with sleep-tousled hair and fury in her eyes had unsettled me more than any battle.
I strode down the corridor, jaw clenched.
Sky, my wolf, was far too amused.
You liked when she challenged you.
I ignored him.
You almost smiled three times.
Shut up.
You are smiling now.
I stopped walking immediately.
Damn wolf.
I pushed open the doors to my office where Davon already waited, papers spread across the desk.
My Beta looked up once and smirked.
"No."
He blinked. "No what?"
"No to whatever comment you were about to make."
He leaned back lazily in the chair. "Interesting. I had not said anything."
