FENRIC'S POV

I remember the way her eyes were not... Omega- soft.

Hell they weren't pleading or shy, or confused.

They were fixed, and angry.

Fuck, that was probably why that Elayne screamed in fear before I pried my lovely mate's fingers off.

... And my wolf and I liked that sound.

“She pinned a Beta,” I say under my breath.

“Easily.”

“If I hadn’t reached her,” I tell the empty armoury.

"she would have killed Elayne.”

It stupefies me, and yet it doesn’t.

I'm ...