The Intimate Act

AZALEA

When I tell Alpha Andras that I'm a virgin, he pushes himself away from me and gets out of bed. He begins to pace restlessly around the room, wrapped in his robe, and I can see the searing wrath in his eyes. It frightens me. It shakes me to my core.

I'm not sure what he's thinking, but from the looks of it, it's not good. Occasionally, his face would curl into a grimace, and I'd hear him scoff nearly instantly. He's also oblivious to his surroundings, so engrossed in his seething thoughts that he wonders aloud.

"Why would Jenna keep something as important as this away from me?"

A brief pause. Then he turns to confront me, his voice thunderous. "Did Jenna know you were a virgin!"

"Yes." My voice is hardly loud, but he hears me.

Another pause follows, this time stretching into an unpleasant silence. Then he growls and strikes his right-hand fist into the nearby wall.

"Jenna knew you were a virgin, and she insisted on us having sex tonight. What the fuck?!”

It's on my tongue to