The alpha's office was heavy, loaded with a tension that didn't come just from the stuffy air or the smell of old wood mixed with leather furniture, but from the brutal energy accumulating inside Rayder as he remained standing before the desk, hands resting on the dark surface as if that were the only thing still keeping him anchored to reason. The bond vibrated without warning, a dry shock that crossed his chest and made his wolf snarl in the depths of his mind, bringing with it emotions ...