As I watched María José, the tension between us felt like a physical thing. You know, the type that was so palpable, you could have sworn you could touch it.
María José's posture was as stiff as a board. She stood across the room from me, her hand frozen halfway to her mug. I could see the quick glances she was throwing toward the door, like she was expecting someone to burst in at any moment.
Maybe she was hoping Axel would walk through that door, charging in to protect her from whatever "game" I was playing.
I couldn't help the grin that tugged at my lips, the game was always so much more fun when you had a little leverage. And right now, I had enough leverage to shatter everything she thought she knew about her sister, her life, and the pack itself.
"Everyone in the pack knows you like Beta Axel. Surely, you can't be happy he's marrying your sister. Moreover, you had that one episode where you confessed your feelings for him to me." I shrugged.
