Alpha Drakes POV
Everyone was seated at the dinner table, waiting for Isabella and Clair to arrive so we could start eating. I was so annoyed. She’s such a brat for making everyone wait.
When Isabella and Clair finally walked into the dining hall, everyone went quiet, and all eyes were on them.
My wolf, Devon, was fighting me for control. Isabella looked so goddamn sexy. Words couldn’t describe it. She was wearing a tight-fitted dress with a slit that showed a lot of upper thigh. Her cleavage was on full display and the material of her dress clung to her body like a second skin.
I wanted to rip that tight little dress right off of her. The dirty images going through my mind were out of control. Yet I also felt angry. That sexy little body should be for my eyes only. It’s making me mad
