Kenzo’s eyes burned with unrestrained fury. His breath came in short, heated bursts, so close to my face that instinct told me to step back—but I held my ground. I met his gaze, determined to maintain my composure. I had done nothing wrong. I didn’t belong to him. The only thing I owed him was an explanation, and that was solely because he was the Alpha, and I lived within his pack’s territory.

“I needed to speak with Commander Kroos. It was urgent,” I said evenly.

Kenzo let out a ...