Adrian’s POV:Adrian paced back and forth around his estate. He did it again and again, and every time he did, the polished marble floors reflected his restless movements back at him like a mirror whose sole purpose was to mock him.His hands were clenched behind his back, his jaws were tight, and his eyes were dark with something far deeper than irritation; rage. This was not the fleeting kind, no, this was the kind that burned hot and refused to die, no matter how much he tried to quench it.The rage had been building up within him since the ball, since he saw her, Nyssa, claiming another alpha as her mate.Adrian’s lips curled at the thought, a low, humorless chuckle slipping out of him as he dragged a hand through his hair.“She said yes,” he muttered under his breath, disbelief still laced in his tone even after all this time, “To him, in front of the entire pack, in front of the werewolf world.”That was not just a disrespect to his name, it was a humiliation directed at him. Mo
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