Forty One

WHO'S IN CONTROL?

" Where the hell is the fucking flowers?!" Westley bellowed infuriatingly, stomping into the room, his eyes scrutinizing the room. Rihanna jerked up her feet- the flowers dropping down to the floor and catching Westley's ranging eyes. Seeing this, Keira gulped down uneasily.

Rihanna quickly pushed herself aside, wishing she could just vanish into the thin air but it wasn't possible. Not like she's got the superpowers anyways but then, she felt so much fear that couldn't be compared to Keira's. Even though this wasn't her room and she was here for her friend, she felt as though she shouldn't be here in such a situation like this because who knows, Alpha Westley might decide to stone his anger on her.

Since the flowers had just practically dropped from none others lap than hers.

" What flowers?" Even in this toxic situation, Keira still found it in her to feign pretense.

What's he so mad about? The flowers? If yes then what right has he got to demand for it? There was