Chapter 80

Silvia My heart hammered against my ribs as Alpha Sherman 's fist clenched at his side. His shoulders were rigid, every muscle in his body straining against some invisible force. I deliberately looked away, afraid my resolve would crumble under that intense gaze. The revelation of being nothing but bait to lure Alpha Enzo Lawson into his trap made bile rise in my throat. I squared my shoulders, ready to end this charade once and for all. "No."Alpha Sherman 's voice was low, dangerous. The word sliced through the tension like an Alpha command. "I said no," he repeated, each syllable precise and measured. "Our contract isn't over, Silvia. Eleven months remain. You still owe me five nights every week." Before I could react, he crossed the distance between us in three long strides. His hand shot out, fingers gripping my chin firmly but not painfully, forcing me to meet his gaze. The familiar scent of rich rum enveloped me. "You signed a contract," he growled, his breath fanning across my f