WESLEY
The office was tense, the air thick with Ryker’s frustration, he paced around like a claustrophobic predator in a small cage, his fists clenching the edge of the desk, knuckles whitening.
His eyes were dark and angry, and I stayed close, knowing better than to speak unless he actually spoke to me.
“She’s focused on him now,” he growled. “Lucas. A guard saw them yesterday. I expected her to be with her friend and the children especially after her outburst. I mean that's why I brought them here, to the pack, to be with her especially after her outburst. I thought if she saw familiar faces, it'd help her control her powers but instead, what's ahe doing? Gallivanting around with her ex!"
"Technically, he's not her ex..." I pointed out, earning a sharp glare from him.
"If you h
