Chapter 237

• Regret, cold and sharp, dug into Reyana's stomach. Maybe she should have drawn things out a touch longer, let him lose himself a little further in the haze of pleasure, before bringing her request before him.
• Silence stretched, thick and suffocating. She stole a glance at Alpha Randall, but his gaze remained fixed on her, almost as if a storm was brewing behind his granite mask. Panic gnawed at her as a shiver danced down her spine.
• She waited for him to say something but he just kept staring blankly at her.