The Price of Rejection

Pure bitterness sharpens my girl’s gaze, and frankly, I savor the sight more than I ought to.

“Alpha Ashcroft,” she says, polite yet devoid of warmth. “Why are you here?”

“I came to check on your condition. Word reached me that you were attacked last night.” Corbin closes a step toward her, and Lyra immediately retreats a pace down the hall.

A smile tugs at my mouth. Every line of her posture b