EP 31.

Reynolds' POV.

Witnessing Kayla in the clutches of another man, another werewolf, suddenly triggered an overwhelming surge of anger, fury, and bitterness within me.

How the fuck was she being held by someone else when I was standing before them?

How the fuck could I just let another man take away the one person my heart races for because he claims he was her friend?

Right from the first day I met Willson, I disliked him, and letting him control Kayla was never going to happen.

In a swift motion, I reached for Kayla's wrist, pulling her back to myself. She drew closer, her hand resting on my chest, and her eyes locked intensely onto mine.

In that moment, a thrilling possessiveness surged, creating a charged atmosphere between us.

Locking eyes, I couldn't ignore it: the burning intensity in her gaze, fueled by a desire and rage to possess me as well.

But I wasn't sure at this point if it was genuine or if I was just hallucinating.

"Let her go now, Alpha!" Willson's voice suddenly inte