/imp note at the end/
The Alpha slipped his hardened face back on, squaring his shoulders and clenching his jaw before he turned around. His chest burned with betrayal and he couldn't meet her eyes. Why did she do that? His throat felt heavy as he tried to talk, mouth numb with feeling. It felt like there was a rock in his stomach.
Light filtered through the drapes, lighting the entire room. Her stare dug into his back, but he didn't dare see those eyes.
"The papers are waiting at the dining table. I hope you're happy now."
He felt her stare on him, her pinched brows and a scowling lip, cheeks lit scarlet in rage. Why was she angry? She wanted papers, and he was giving it to her. When the Alpha lifted his head, only up close did it dawn on him, that Railyn was dressed in one of his o
