Wendy's POV

My fists clenched tightly as yet another argument erupted between me and the wolf tasked with guarding me.

"Fuck!" I spat, swinging my fist at him in a fury fueled by Henry's orders to keep me confined within the villa's walls.

The impact struck his face, forcing him to stagger backward, his wolf instincts nearly breaking free—though he calmed himself quickly after meeting my gaze.

"Come on, feel that anger searing ...