Harper’s POV
“Would you please listen to reason?”
Lucas scoffed. His mouth twisted into a spiteful sneer. “There isn’t an ounce of reason or rationality to be found in your plan.”
My jaw clenched as I narrowed my eyes at him. I moved across the room and planted both of my hands on his desk while looming over him.
I loathed how my emotions were so easily flipped. It made me feel unhinged, which I knew I wasn’t, or was? Had encountering Claix made me somehow crazy?
I knew I’d recently become obsessed with trying to find a solution to keep him away. But I didn’t think that it would end up eliciting such a negative essence.
“And dare I ask, what is the goddamn alternative? Hm? Do you plan on keeping me, and the rest of the pack, locked away for the rest of our lives?” I questioned hi
