Caz
I slammed the door to my office harder than I needed to.
The walls shook, a stack of papers slid off my desk, and my wolf paced restlessly just under my skin.
I should’ve gone home. Should’ve cooled off. Should’ve talked to her instead of storming out like a damn child—but I couldn’t stand the thought of her walking straight from our lunch table to him. To Gavin.
I dropped into my chair, elbows on my desk, head in my hands.
Was it so wrong to want one full day—just one—where her attention was solely on me? Where she wasn’t dividing herself between the wreckage of our past and the hope for our future?
The door opened behind me without a knock.
Only one person walked into my office like that.
“Didn’t expect to find you here,” Jax said, leaning against the doorway with a protein b
