Lorenzo

As I drove away from Eva's place, my thoughts betrayed me, replaying the sensation of her soft lips on mine. I squeezed my chest, trying to shake off the unfamiliar ache that had settled there. What was happening to me? Why couldn't I stop thinking about her?

"Damn it," I muttered, slamming my fist on the steering wheel in frustration.

Regret washed over me. Kissing her was a mistake. It only complicated things.

I pushed aside my thoughts and focused on the road ahead, finally arriving at the pack house. I stepped into my office, expecting a warm welcome, but instead, Toby's cold gaze greeted me. His expression sent...