KILLIAN'S POV.
"...I'm just saying you've been in a foul mood since yesterday."
Oliver's voice followed me as the three of us walked down the corridor toward my office.
"I have not."
"You have," Ryder answered before Oliver could.
"In fact, you've been impossible."
I pushed open my office door and walked inside.
"I don't know what either of you is talking about."
Ryder snorted.
"Oh, please."
He shut the door behind us.
"You've been walking around this pack looking like you're ready to bite someone's head off."
Oliver nodded in agreement.
"I've noticed it too."
I walked behind my desk without replying.
Ryder folded his arms.
"He's been like this ever since that man drove into Crescent Dawn yesterday."
Oliver frowned.
"What man?"
Ryder looked at him as though the answer wa
