Regret, cold and sharp, dug into Reyana's stomach. Maybe she should have drawn things out a touch longer, let him lose himself a little further in the haze of pleasure, before bringing her request before him.
Silence stretched, thick and suffocating. She stole a glance at Alpha Randall, but his gaze remained fixed on her, almost as if a storm was brewing behind his granite mask. Panic gnawed at her as a shiver danced down her spine.
She waited for him to say something but he just kept staring blankly at her.
Shame burned in her cheeks as she met his icy green eyes. She averted her gaze when she couldn't look at him any further.
"Look at me," his voice, a low rumble, counted his words, "now!"
She quickly turned her gaze to meet his. She was tempted to apologize instantly, but she held
