FANGS AND FATE: Bitten by the Alpha
Who had dared to lay a hand on her?
Her throat bobbed as she swallowed, her dark eyes locked on mine.
She was trying to think of something to say.
I clenched my jaw.
Then the door swung open.
Tasha.
The tension shattered.
Her eyes widened as she took in the scene—Aria pressed against the wall, caged between my arms, her face flushed, my body inches from hers.
For a moment, no one moved.
Then, Aria jerked out of my grasp.
Aria’s body jolted as if she had just woken from a dream. Without looking back, she ducked under my arm and rushed past Tasha, nearly colliding with her in the process.