With that thought, Cole grabbed a black shirt from the closet and threw it on. But as he opened the bedroom door, he froze, locking eyes with Alexis.
She scoffed, her voice biting. "Not going home? Here to wallow in old memories?"
Things between the Lawson and Price packs had been rocky lately, thanks to their families' plans for a sacred bond. Cole had bent over backward for Alexis at first, but the Price pack's demands—treating her like a bargaining chip—were pushing him to his limit.
He was torn between pack loyalty and the she-wolf he loved, and Alexis wasn't making it easier. She hounded him relentlessly, giving him no room to breathe. Over time, resentment had started to fester.
He'd thought binding himself to Alexis was his heart's desire, but it didn't feel right. Even with her
