Perry's POV
I watched as Flynn's face darkened, his nostrils flaring as he caught the scents lingering in the hallway. I could tell he recognized the second scent immediately. Alpha Kevin. The smell was weak, meaning they'd just finished, but the alpha had already left—only Phoebe remained behind that closed door.
The royal beta clenched his fists. Fury blazed in his eyes. If he had his way, he'd end this woman's life for bringing such disgrace to the king.
How dare she sleep with another man after being marked by her mate? This woman was despicable, driven by pure lust. She was still chasing the alpha's attention while her mate was in the same damn building.
Too bad I wanted her.
"Open the door!" Flynn pounded his fist against the wood. He didn't want to linger there, breathing in those suffocating scents. "You hear me?! Open the fucking door!"
After what felt like endless banging, Phoebe's ghostly pale face appeared through the crack.
She stared at him with empty eyes.
