Harley’s P.O.V.

Silence!

“I asked where Carlos is,” I repeated it when no one answered me, hoping to get a reply. Honestly speaking, I meant to say it calmly, but it didn’t come out that way. A low, thunderous growl rolled out of my chest, vibrating the air, rattling the glass on the windows.

Everyone in the room froze at once.

Lena’s smile vanished. Freya stiffened. Her sons gawked at me wide-eyed. Only Derek was the one who took my growl normally.

He reacted first and straightened slowly, his gaze sharpening. It was not on my face but on my eyes. His pupils dilated, his body tensing as his wolf...