Silvia
My heart hammered against my ribs as Alpha Sherman 's fist clenched at his side.
His shoulders were rigid, every muscle in his body straining against some invisible force.
I deliberately looked away, afraid my resolve would crumble under that intense gaze.
The revelation of being nothing but bait to lure Alpha Enzo Lawson into his trap made bile rise in my throat.
I squared my shoulders, ready to end this charade once and for all.
"No."Alpha Sherman 's voice was low, dangerous.
The word sliced through the tension like an Alpha command.
"I said no," he repeated, each syllable precise and measured. "Our contract isn't over, Silvia. Eleven months remain. You still owe me five nights every week."
Before I could react, he crossed the distance between us in th
