Chapter 67

Alaric's POV

I clenched my teeth hard and tried to ground myself as I walked briskly to my room. I forced myself to focus on my breathing, ignoring Ava who was once again shouting after me.

I burst into my room and banged the door shut, but of course she was right on my heels.

The door hinges rattled frighteningly as she banged the door open again, hitting the wall with a force that sent flecks of paint spraying from the wall.

“Please get out of my room Ava, I am not in the right frame of mind for this.” I growled, staring her down. I was doing my very best to keep my voice even and be cordial. All I wanted was for her to leave the room so I could calm down again.

Hearing Ava talk to Alana about her being in a relationship with Jay had put a dent in the resolve I'd built after my drive. All I needed was a few minutes of peace and quiet and I would be in my element again.

But of course Ava could not understand that, it was almost like she was created to rile me.

“How dare you Alaric! S