Summer's POV
Both men turned as I entered the room. Alexander's eyes were blazing gold, his jaw clenched so tightly I could see the muscle ticking beneath his skin.
His wolf was dangerously close to the surface. Ethan looked like he'd just been gutted—his face pale, shoulders slumped in submission.
"You can't do this," I said, stepping fully into the room. The tension was so thick I could almost taste it, primal and dangerous.
Alexander's nostrils flared as he caught my scent. "This is between me and my Beta, little mate." His voice was deceptively soft, but I recognized the deadly undercurrent.
I held my ground, meeting his gaze steadily. "Ethan, please give us a moment."
Ethan's eyes darted between us, clearly torn between Alpha command and potential Luna intervention
