Alpha Liam’s POV
I didn’t remember leaving the cell.
How could I even remember when my mind was concealed by rage?
One moment, I was standing there, staring at her back, waiting for her to turn around, to say something, to fight me, to care enough to not let me walk away from her like that.
And the next, I was already in the corridor, storming without a destination in mind.
My steps echoed loudly against the stone walls, each one heavier than the last, carrying the weight of everything I couldn’t seem to control.
“She is impossible,” I muttered under my breath.
My jaw was tight and my fists were clenched.
“She turned her back on me,” I continued, my voice rising slightly as I walked. “On me?”
Her audacity was the major thing that made my frustration burn hotter. She was supposed
