Chapter 4

Liam's heart skipped a beat. He kicked the door open and ran straight to Emma.

His face was white with panic, nothing like the cool, composed Alpha I'd known for twelve years.

Emma's big, tear-filled eyes glistened as she nestled into his chest, looking aggrieved. When she moved her hand away from her face, her cheeks were streaked with blood.

"Olivia Hale!" Liam's eyes blazed with unbridled Alpha rage, his gaze pinning me to the wall like a predator cornering its prey.

When I slapped Emma, I'd held back my instincts and didn't shift into my wolf claws. So why…