Isla's POV

Damn it.

He kissed her. I swear he did. In my fucking presence.

Rage boiled in my mind as I saw how Lyra reacted to the kiss. There was a smile on her lips—one that I haven't ever seen decorate her lips. I tried to steady my mind in order to hear what they were whispering to each other, but that was too late.

Lyra stepped away from Alpha Adrian of the Obsidian Blood Pack, her eyes filled with guilt as she quickly found her way out of this place. Thanks to the reporters and ...