Chapter 101

Victoria's POV As Patrick and Damien stood facing each other like two predators sizing up territory, I walked back toward them, confusion evident on my face. "Damien," I called out, my voice carrying across the polished marble floor. "You lied to me. Joseph says he never asked to see me." Damien's intense gaze shifted from Patrick to me, his expression softening slightly. "Did he? Perhaps I misheard." The tension between the two Alpha males was palpable, making the air around us feel charged with unspoken challenge. My wolf, Nora, stirred uneasily inside me, sensing the territorial display. "What are you two discussing?" I asked, glancing between them. Something felt off about their interaction—that unmistakable Alpha-to-Alpha hostility that made other wolves give them a wide berth. Before Patrick could answer, Damien spoke, his deep voice tinged with accusation. "Patrick here was telling me how much you dislike me. Apparently, you barely know me, find me annoying, and generally can't