Reynolds' POV.Witnessing Kayla in the clutches of another man, another werewolf, suddenly triggered an overwhelming surge of anger, fury, and bitterness within me.How the fuck was she being held by someone else when I was standing before them? How the fuck could I just let another man take away the one person my heart races for because he claims he was her friend?Right from the first day I met Willson, I disliked him, and letting him control Kayla was never going to happen.In a swift motion, I reached for Kayla's wrist, pulling her back to myself. She drew closer, her hand resting on my chest, and her eyes locked intensely onto mine. In that moment, a thrilling possessiveness surged, creating a charged atmosphere between us.Locking eyes, I couldn't ignore it: the burning intensity in her gaze, fueled by a desire and rage to possess me as well.But I wasn't sure at this point if it was genuine or if I was just hallucinating."Let her go now, Alpha!" Willson's voice suddenly inte

Reynolds' POV.Getting to the company, I couldn't help but be welcomed by the chilling atmosphere that surrounded the environment.Everyone had left, and it was already late at night. It was vacant too, and from how Kayla stomped, I knew that she was scared."Here… " I pulled my hand out of my pocket as I stretched it towards her."Take my hand if you are scared!" I stated, but then she retorted my offer, which hurt my ego."I'm fine, Alpha Reynolds!" She bowed her head before she walked past me and headed for the elevator.I clenched my hand and scooped it back into my pocket while I walked right behind her.Soon, we got to my office, and the second I opened the door, I turned on the lights. Because Kayla was acting strange, I didn't bother to say a single word to her; instead, I walked over to my desk and began to search for my file, which Beta Luke forgot to get."Where the fuck did he leave it?" I grumbled in uncertainty as I struggled to find it on my desk.It was becoming so fr

Kayla's POV. “Alpha Reynolds?”Observing his entrance into my office was an experience in itself; however, the moment he approached me, his fragrance enveloping my senses, and the magnetic pull drawing me nearer to him, unfolded an entirely distinct narrative. In a sudden, unexpected movement, his hand stretched towards me as if with a purpose, seemingly aimed at reaching for my forehead. However, in a swift response, I instinctively adjusted, a deliberate effort to avoid the incoming touch, attempting to pry my head away from the incoming grasp of his presence, which emanates an undeniable sense of intensity.My actions were not intentional, but rather a result of external forces compelling me to behave in a manner contrary to my original intentions."I'm perfectly fine, Alpha Reynolds," I uttered falsely, accompanied by a subtle bow of my head in deference to him.In that very moment, he advanced towards me with purpose, devoid of any hesitation. Without a second thought, he fir

Kayla's POV. "Did you just slap me because of her?" Willson questioned, his eyes widening in disbelief. He couldn't fathom that I would go to such lengths, delivering a hit like I did. I never intended to resort to such actions, but he pushed me to the brink, compelling me to unleash that forceful slap, as if it was the only language he understood. It wasn't my first choice, but in that heated moment, it seemed like the only fitting response to his relentless provocation."I know I have done something wrong but at least, you should learn how to respect me and my past, Wilson!" I warned, my eyes rolling with exasperation. With a fist clenched tightly, I pivoted on my heels, leaving an air of tension lingering in the room.Without a backward glance, I exited the room, making my way to the sitting room. Adora sat there, her gaze fixed blankly on the wall clock, seemingly lost in thought.I couldn't shake the feeling that she had been waiting anxiously for quite some time, her patience

Reynolds' POV. Standing before the mirror in my room, a smile instantly curled up on my lips as I recalled one thing; that my daughter was happy and okay. She hadn't called since I left her with Kayla meaning she was comfortable and didn't want to leave Kayla yet. I guess I wasn't the only one that liked Kayla so much and wanted her for myself alone. "Have fun, Adora!" I said to myself as I stared back at my reflection in the mirror. It felt as if Adora was standing beside me as I spoke, yet she wasn't. Anyone who happened to witness my smile at that moment would likely think I was either crazy or on the verge of going crazy. As I was buttoning my shirt, the door suddenly swung open, and Beta Luke walked into my guest room. The unexpected intrusion prompted me to pause, curious about the reason for his entrance.Upon realising it was Luke, I furrowed my brow and turned to face him. I didn't want to display a smile too easily; he would likely sense that something was wrong and i