Thorne
I didn't feel an ounce of remorse for what I'd done. If anything, the only thing simmering in my chest was pure irritation—irritation that anyone in this room thought they had the right to question me. I was the Alpha. My word should've been the end of the matter. Instead, they had me standing here like some common criminal, their judgmental eyes pricking at my skin.
What made it worse was Josie's face. She was staring at me like she couldn't quite believe I was capable of doing what they said. That flicker of disbelief in her gaze… it burrowed under my skin like a thorn I couldn't pull out.
I turned away from her, deciding I'd had enough of this farce. My patience was running thin, and if I stayed here another second, I might actually snap. But before I could make it to the door, her hand shot out and closed around my arm.
