Tonya
After Zeke left, I just sat there on the sofa, my mind so numb that I couldn’t think of anything else.
“Tonya?” Ezra’s voice snapped me out of my reverie. “What happened?”
I was shaking, cheeks wet, throat tight. The moment he came close to me he stiffened as he inhaled. His expression hardened into something lethal. “Zeke’s scent, is on you,” he growled. Then as if understanding the situation, he turned and roared. “Who let Zeke inside my house?”
Two guards near the entry flinched. “A-Alpha, we did,” one whispered. “We-we didn’t know there was a restriction on his entry.”
Ezra’s aura hit the room like a storm-front. “There is now. No one comes past the threshold unless I say so. Not even a ghost. Understood?”
“Yes, Alpha,” the guards chorused, spines snapping straight.
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