Chapter 142
"Save the fucking pleasantries for later." Alpha Draven's ear-splitting growl split us apart immediately.
Ryan growled disapprovingly. "Let them have their moment." His tone was low, a warning.
Oh no Ryan. Now's not the fucking time to provoke him.
Too late.
Alpha Draven's eyes snapped up, every vein in his body snapping.
Annie, hyper-aware—...