_Kieran's POV_
I led Annalisa to the nearest washroom. My entire body was tense with anger. My wolf growled inside me, demanding that I deal with Aria immediately, but I needed to make sure Annalisa was okay first.
She stepped inside and looked down at her soaked dress. She sighed, “Well, this is unfortunate.”
I leaned against the doorframe, watching her. “You don’t have to be so nice about it.”
She glanced at me through the mirror. There was a small smile playing on her lips. “Would it help if I threw a tantrum?”
I smirked. “Probably not. But I don’t like people disrespecting you.”
Annalisa turned to face me. “It’s fine, Kieran. I can handle a little spilled juice.”
I admired her strength, but I couldn’t let Aria get away with this.
“I’ll get you a fresh dress,” I said.
She nodde
