IRENE
“You cleared my desk and took all my work?” He breathed each word with fire and brimstone. I hung on to the edge of my seat with a heavy gulp.
The past two weeks have been hard for me. Not being by his side was enough to keep me up all night, sobbing with my arms around my knees as I rocked back and forth.
Having him before me now made my throat run dry but for a whole other reason.
“I'm talking to you, Irene!” He growled, brows knitting even further.
“Uhm, yes,” I snapped out of it, looking elsewhere or trying to. He took up all the space in the room.
I should open the windows- oh, they were already open. s**t.
“Why? I've only lost memories but never one about how to handle my own pack affairs-”
“The elders and I agreed-”
“On whose permission?” He leaned closer, pushing his
