(Alexander's POV)

George Brown chased after me into the living room, quickly blocking my path with a noticeable smirk playing across his face.

"Jealous?" he asked, his tone carrying a hint of gentle amusement.

His wolf rumbled with understanding inside him, as if he found my emotional outburst both predictable and somewhat entertaining.

I stomped into the living room with thunderous steps, my face clouded with coldness and simmering ...