Tyler's POV
The night hung heavy with tension as I followed Danielle. Her strides were purposeful, anger radiating from every step, and her aura crackled with a mix of emotions that mirrored the storm brewing within her.
"Dani," I called after her, my voice cutting through the quiet of the night. She didn't stop, her pace unwavering. I quickened my steps to catch up, falling into stride beside her.
"What the hell, Tyler?" Her words were sharp, a blade cutting through the air. "Did you know?"
I sighed, running a hand through my hair. "Yeah, I knew."
She halted abruptly, rounding on me with a ferocity that mirrored the alpha she had become. "And you didn't think to tell me? That Luke... with Darci?"
I met her gaze, my eyes locking onto hers. "I didn't think it was my place. It's betwee
