Centauri paced back and forth, his jaw clenched, and his eyes filled with a mixture of frustration and anger. He couldn’t contain the storm raging within him any longer. Anastasia stood there, her hands trembling and tears glistening in her eyes.
“Who allowed you to set foot inside my office?” Centauri’s voice thundered through the room, cutting through the air like a blade. “The moment you set your filthy feet on my land, everything revolves around you and your damn fortune. I am sick and tired of it."
Anastasia’s heart sank, her eyes widening at the sharpness of his words. The emotional weight of his words landed heavily on her shoulders, making her feel smaller with each passing moment. Ethan had never seen this side of Centauri before, it terrified him. He felt like a third wheel in the room. The aura of Centauri was extremely strong. He wanted to interrupt their argument but couldn’t due to his terrifying aura, pressing his wolf profoundly.
