Clara's POV
On a scale of one to ten, I would say I was a billion times pissed off at Alpha Killian.
The arrogant bastard had stalked me through the packhouse like some kind of predator, cornered me in a hallway, and then had the nerve to bite me when I tried to defend myself.
But what made me angriest wasn't what he had done. It was how my body had reacted to it.
The moment his teeth had sunk into my neck, all the fight had drained out of me. The pain had somehow transformed into something else entirely, something that made my knees weak and my mind fuzzy.
I hated it. I hated that he had that kind of effect on me.
It was similar to what I felt with Darius, but different at the same time. Darius made me feel consumed, overwhelmed by his intensity and dominance. Killian made me feel s
