Rejected Luna: He wants me back
She's gone now, so there's no point in dwelling on it.
"If you have nothing useful to say, then you should leave," I growl.
Irene remains unfazed by my outburst, her smirk only widening as she watches my reaction, her smugness evident in her expression.
“Uh–A-Alpha?” Liam’s voice makes both of our heads turn to the door. He trembles while holding the drink in his hand, sensing the tension in the office. “I–I brought your drink.”
“Why is Liam bringing you a Starbucks drink?” Irene doesn't miss a beat, swiftly rising from her seat to take the coffee from him, her confusion evident in her furrowed brow as she examines it.