Logan growled low in his throat as he barged into the women’s restroom, eyes blazing beneath his mask. The air thickened with tension.
"Let’s get the hell out of here before I lose my f*****g mind, Maya," he snapped, voice sharp enough to slice skin.
Maya blinked in confusion. “What the hell is going on?”
Before Logan could respond, Gaia stepped between them like a snake slithering through tall grass. She tilted her head, flashing a seductive smile, hips swaying with venomous grace.
"Alpha Logan," she purred, dragging her red-painted nails across his chest, “Remember when you used to look at me like I was your next meal? Before I pushed this useless little stray into your arms? Don’t act like you’ve forgotten. I know you’re not as dumb as my pathetic pack members.”
Maya froze, her han
