Ava's POV
Victor's face went stone-cold, the dark depths of his eyes threatening to swallow me whole. My wolf snarled at the pull of it, the magnetic danger, but I refused to be dragged under.
“Don’t glare at me like that. You cheat, you break your vows, and the moment I call you out… you wear that monstrous expression. What? You want to hit me?”
My wolf’s growl rumbled under my ribs. Instinct urged me to stand. I shoved the table aside and climbed out of bed, every movement sharp and controlled.
In my rush, I stubbed my toe on the bedframe.
“Damn it,” I hissed, kicking it in frustration. Even the bed was against me. My wolf snapped at it, teeth bared in irritation, muscles coiling with pent-up energy.
Victor’s fury, burning hot just moments before, cracked. I sensed it in the subtle
