The Jealous Alpha

*Lyra*

I stepped toward him, my boots making a soft thud against the padded gym floor. The leather hugged my legs, tight and restrictive yet acting like a second skin. Rowan stood there, broad and imposing, his dark eyes tracking my every movement. The air between us cracked with a heavy, suffocating heat.

“Attack me,” he ordered.

I didn't hesitate. I lunged forward, throwing my weight into a