CHAPTER 32: SOUNDS LIKE YOUR WOLF LIKES HER
MAXINE:
I leaned back in the leather seat of the guest suite offered to me in Alpha Grayson’s mansion, and tapped my fingers against the armrest as I stared at nothing in particular.
The fireplace crackled to my right, making the room warm and cosy, but I couldn’t focus on anything except the dull ache in my chest. My wolf had been pacing since last night—restless, growling, angry, and confused.
Venus.
Her name rang in my head like a war drum.
I’d been replaying the moment in the hallway over and over again—how she’d looked when she stepped out of Olivia’s room. Her face was taut with fury, her body rigid, eyes flashing with a wild light I hadn’t seen in her before. And then she bumped into me—literally—and didn’t cower.
That girl had f
