Alpha Leonov starts running, he glides across the snowy surface and my hair bouncing around my face at every step. He ran with me on top of him all the way back to the pack house, yanking open the door he moves up to the third floor and opens the door that can only be his.
He slides me down his body, my bare feet touching the cool wood of the floor and my hair creates a golden curtain around my face. He moves the strands away from my face and peers down at me. I straighten my spine to try to match his height, sending a deathly glare his way.
I back hand his shoulder, scoffing. "That was the whole reason why I told you to stop."
"It wasn't a problem until you started yelling." He muttered.
"It was a problem as soon as you didn't stop." I counter.
His lips curls with hostility as he gro
