Rhett
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After leaving Isleen's place from questioning Liam, he had his mind in chaos. The rhythmic thrum of the car engine couldn't drown out the persistent hum in his head. It wasn't just the dull ache from the interrogation; it was the lingering memory of Isleen's kiss.
That… that was a memory both sweet and unsettling. He knew he should be dissecting Liam's words, searching for inconsistencies, for hidden clues, for whatever it was that was off about that boy. More so, if it all his words were to be trusted or reliable.
Yet, his focus kept slipping back to the touch of Isleen's lips, the vulnerability in her eyes. And even her defiant to him. Nobody in the pack of her status could dare handle him in such a way. Not to mention the omega.
The fact that she could be defiant with him piqued his insteerst in her even more. He'd finally mark her tonight, and maybe then, the insistent craving within him would finally settle.