Austin's POV
My fists ball tight at my sides. This cannot be happening. This worthless excuse for an Alpha thinks he can waltz in here and claim what belongs to me?
"I mentioned I would visit you, Lara. When you weren't at your room, I assumed you were studying somewhere on campus. Since you kept insisting how overwhelmed you were with coursework when we spoke, I figured you would return soon. So I decided to wait." His gaze shifts to her briefly before settling back on me, clearly understanding we have been together through the night.
"We were caught in the storm," she explains quietly.
"Of course you were," he responds, his voice dripping with skepticism.
Lara turns toward me, her eyes silently begging me not to escalate this situation.
"I need to clean up," I announce, moving past her toward the showers.
The bastard blocks my path. "Alpha Gerry."
