Ava’s POV
My cheek still stung where his hand had struck me. The warmth of the slap was fading, leaving behind a dull ache but what burned brighter was the anger twisting in my chest. I stood there trembling, from the strong will to not bow down to him.
The Red-Eyed Alpha tilted his head, watching me like I was some puzzle that amused him.Then his lips curved into something between a sneer and a smile.
“So. The wolfsbane is finally leaving your system.”
His words made my stomach sink.
“That must be why you’ve had the strength to refuse me.” He took a slow step closer, his gaze dragging over me like a brand. “We can’t have that.”
He turned his head slightly. “Bring me wolfsbane and the syringe.”
The words slammed into me like a blade.
“No!” My cry tore through the silence. I backed
