Logan’s POV.
I pressed my lips against Anne’s, feeling the warmth of her body against mine. Our intimacy was growing deeper, our kisses more passionate, and our embraces tighter. Her touch sent electric shivers down my spine, and for a moment, the rest of the world ceased to exist.
Suddenly, the door swung open, and one of my betas stumbled in, his eyes wide with shock. He quickly realized his mistake and bolted out, leaving the door slightly ajar. The interruption startled both of us, and Anne’s eyes widened in surprise.
“Damn it!” I growled, untangling myself from her. “Of all the times…”
Anne rolled further into the bed, pulling the blanket over her head. “Just deal with it, Logan,” she mumbled, her voice muffled by the covers. “I’m going back to sleep.”
Frustration boiled inside me as I stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind me. I found the beta waiting nervously outside. His eyes darted to the floor as I approached, my anger palpable.