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Viktor's POV

Frustration bubbled up in my chest as Stephan's laughter echoed through the room. He was just teasing, I knew, but his words stung a little more than they should have.

"Easy there, Viktor," he goaded, amusement lacing his voice. "If she's just some human female, why let her get to you?"

I gritted my teeth. "How many times do I have to tell you? She's not getting to me."

"Sure, boss," he said, skepticism dripping from the word. "I must have imagined why you kept Daniel and me away from her yesterday."

Heat crawled up my neck. "The less she saw of the pack, the better," I muttered, trying to sound indifferent.

"And the less she drove herself around with a concussion, right?" he countered, a knowing smirk spreading across his face.

"She was dizzy," I defended, my voice clipped. "It wasn't safe."

Stephan's smirk widened. "And what about last night, Viktor?" I spun around, ready to deny his accusation, but he cut me off with a chuckle. "You said you were going to see Lucy, but