Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Brooklyn

A guard flies through the door.

"Hands off!" he yells, but Aden has already released my wrist, raising his hands over his head, perfectly calm.

"Sorry," he says, back to smirking, his eyes on me. "Won't happen again."

I blink at him, sitting back in my chair. I straighten my shoulders, unable to take my eyes off him.

"Are you all right, miss?" the guard says, leaning forward to look me over.

"I'm fine."

I rub my wrist with my other hand. I'm not hurt, just...shocked? Turned on? Confused?

I clear my throat and look back down at my papers. "We will...we will proceed."

I work to steel myself, determined to regain control, to finish this interview. Failure isn't an option if I want

to graduate.

Kenwood a steady glare, raising my

up my pen again, I'm grateful that my hands

again on the paper. "Can you tell me about the

grinning wolfishly at the fact that he's riled me so easily, "is also

growl. "I demand your respect during this process. Please be aware that what I report today will affect the rest of your time in prison, as well as your chances for early release. So I suggest that you take

to laugh at

forward again. "I

him, stunned, but it quickly turns to rage. I clench my fist, my knuckles almost white, working to keep Lena's temper

place I

now,

with me, I'd rather not waste my

bravado I don't feel, and raise my hand, waving to the guard standing right

flash, Aden's

me. Instead of the mischievous twinkle in his eyes at knocking me off-kilter,

look away, overwhelmed, almost hypnotized by his

staring down at the floor-anywhere

me. "Didn't your parents, your Alpha teach you not to show weakness? Not to take your eyes off the enemy? In the

not to look away first. "Good," he laughs. "I like my

his trick..I know better! But also god dammit-I feel my nipples go hard under my

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