Chapter 132:
THE ALPHA OBSESSION
The moment we stepped into the packhouse, I knew I was in trouble.
Ethan didn’t let go of me.
Didn’t give me even a second to think.
The door shut behind us, but before I could take a single move, Ethan had moved.
His hands gripped my waist, spinning me until my back pressed against the nearest wall. The air between us was thick, charged, the tension from the training grounds still crackling like a live wire.
My pulse roared in my ears.
Ethan’s blue eyes looked into mine.
“I couldn’t focus,” he said, his voice rough, dangerous.
I swallowed hard. “What?”
Ethan leaned in, his breath hot against my skin. “During your training session,” he murmured. “I was supposed to be assessing the warriors.” His lips brushed against my jaw, his
