The silence was deafening, the type that if you dropped a pin it'd echo throughout the hall.
The tension was so thick it could be cut through with a knife.
Domenico.
The f*****g rogue Alpha.
The bastard stood there in the middle of the hall looking at me with that infuriating smirk.
“How come you're having a party and I didn't get an invite?" he asked as he took a step forward, and my warriors watched him, ready to act if he so much as made a wrong move.
His eyes slowly turned to where Raven was standing, and his smirk broadened.
“I see something I like," he said, and instinctively I took a step forward.
“You coward! You suddenly decided to come out of hiding?” I spat, my voice laced with fury as I stared at him with cold eyes, claws pushing out of my fingers, desperate to sink in
