LIANA
I didn't have to explain myself. Kyran broke his finger that pointed at me. A painful groan shivered the walls of the Packhouse, and for the first time, Nash witnessed the Alpha. It wasn't Kyran Salvatore anymore.
In the blink of an eye, Nash was on the floor, suppressed beneath Kyran's shadow. As wild as a rogue's nature, he revealed his claws, attempting to fight against Kyran’s wolf.
I witnessed it with my own eyes. The second he rose to his feet and charged towards Kyran, a groan unleashed like a thud, and the next thing I knew, Kyran had Nash in his clutches.
He moved like the wind, faster than a second.
"Not you, not anyone…has the right to blame my wife.” His jaws clenched, nerves tightening against his skin. Every time he called me his wife, Sia responded, shifting her
