Ava's POV
Being in the same home as Victor was one thing.
Being trapped here in the same room with him?
That was something else entirely.
My senses were already on edge. His presence filled the room in a way no ordinary wolf ever could.
Victor, of course, looked completely composed, calm and controlled as always.
“Grandma just got out of the hospital,” he said evenly. “I don’t want to upset her.”
I let out a soft, dry laugh.
“How sweet. Such a devoted grandson.”
My words dripped with sarcasm, but I didn’t push further. Instead, I walked over to the sofa and dropped onto it, testing the cushions. It was not great, but workable.
“I’ll take the couch,” I said casually. “You take the bed. Just grab me an extra blanket.”
I would keep my distance. That would help keep things simple an
