Sloane’s POV
"Having a lovely evening, are we?"
Of course the night was too perfect. My fingers stop over the keys at my door, slightly turning, meeting Xavier's eyes as I do so. His regular gray eyes tell me that his wolf is not back either.
The familiar voice sends an unpleasant chill through me, and I turn to find Kai standing several feet away, his hands shoved into the pockets of his blue hoodie jacket. His wavy dark hair is untidy, and his expression carries none of the easy confidence he usually wears.
Furious eyes move from me to Xavier, then settle on the hand Xavier still has resting against my waist.
"Seriously, Sloane?" he scoffs. "You’re really gonna f#ck my best friend now?”
Xavier's posture changes immediately. His hand leaves my waist, but he doesn't step away. Instea
