Does she really think I'll stay away just because she didn't send me an invitation? The very idea made my instincts flare. My pack senses were sharp, my dominance rising with every heartbeat. "Good," I muttered under my breath, the wolf inside me stirred with predatory satisfaction. "From now on, I want every move Elliot makes reported to me. Every glance, every whispered word, every touch… If Anastasia even brushes against him in a way that sparks desire, I need to know immediately."
