Aaron’s POVThe sting on my cheek from Shantel’s slap brought a surge of rage through me that cut through the alcohol haze. I stood up abruptly, my chair scraping against the floor as I faced her with fury burning in my eyes.“How dare you lay a hand on me,” I snarled, my voice dropping to something dangerous and dark. “Do you have any idea what I could do to you for that? I’m still your Alpha, Shantel, and I could punish you in ways that would make you regret ever raising your hand to me.”The moment the words left my mouth, I saw fear flash across her face. Her anger crumbled instantly, replaced by panic as she realized she’d crossed a line that could have serious consequences.“I’m sorry,” she said quickly, taking a step back with her hands raised in a placating gesture. “Aaron, I’m so sorry. I acted impulsively, I wasn’t thinking clearly. Please, I didn’t mean to….”“Just leave,” I interrupted, turning away from her and walking to the window so I wouldn’t have to look at her anymo
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