Desired By Three Alphas; Fated To One

Hailee’s POV

He leaned in, hands braced on either side of my head. "You really hate him that much?" he asked, voice low.

I stared him down. "I hate what he does."

His eyes burned into mine. "And what if he regrets it? What if everything he’s done since has been to try to forget her—and nothing worked?"

I swallowed hard. "Then maybe he should’ve said that to her instead of acting like he hated her."

Now I wasn’t sure if we were talking about the book anymore.

I swallowed hard. "Can you let go of me... I need..."

That muscle in his jaw ticked.

And then he kissed me.

Fierce. Demanding. Every insult we’d thrown at each other still lingered between our lips, making the kiss feel like war and desire all at once. His hands gripped my waist like he didn’t trust me to stay, and mine fisted his shirt like I wasn’t sure I wanted to.

When he finally pulled back, our breaths were tangled.