(Sienna POV)
Lizzie's nose wrinkles in disgust at the sight of me and Arthur so close to each other. His hand is only barely not on my thigh and my neck is cranned back to look up at him as he looms over me. He's never felt more like an Alpha to me than this moment and my wolf quakes with desire. She wants to throw Lizzie out and let this moment keep going.
I, on the other hand, am somewhere between mortified and relieved. It's hard to think through the throbbing in my mark, but I know I just came dangerously close to violating our contract. I'm out of control and I need to reign myself in.
I pull away from Arthur and shoot Lizzie a glare, which I tell myself is only to maintain Arthur and I's rouse. "What is it?"
"It's Charlotte." I notice that Lizzie is out of breath, as if she r
