I slammed the door behind me, rage boiling beneath my skin. The sight of Orion's lips on Seraphina's haunted me, burned into my memory like a brand. Her swollen lips, her flushed cheeks. The way she'd looked at him.
Fuck.
I hadn't felt this kind of jealousy in years. Not since we were teenagers and I thought I'd lost her forever.
I paced the hallway outside her room, my wolf clawing to get back to her, to claim her properly. To erase all traces of my brother from her skin.
Before I could stop myself, I was pushing her door open again.
She stood by the window, her robe cinched tightly around her slender waist, her wet hair cascading down her back. She turned, eyes widening as she saw me.
"I told you to leave," she said, her voice steady despite the rapid pulse I could see at her throat.
"Did you enjoy it?" The words came out rougher than intended.
Her eyes narrowed. "What?"
"My brother's kiss. Did you enjoy it?"
