Malakai's eyes darted nervously, his jaw clenched tightly as he watched Aurora from the shadowed corner of the crowded deck.
His fingers curled into fists, nails digging into his palms, the memory of her knee slamming into his groin replaying in his mind like a cruel taunt.
"That b***h," he muttered under his breath, venom dripping from every word. "She still has the guts to prance around, acting all innocent, even talking to Alpha Orion."
His eyes twitched as rage bubbled beneath his skin, but his attention was abruptly diverted by the sultry voice of a beautiful brunette who sidled up to him. She trailed her manicured fingers down his arm, her touch as soft as silk.
“Alpha Malakai,” she purred, leaning in so her breath caressed his ear.
“Don’t you love what you see?” Her voice was
