I stormed out of the living room towards the entrance of the Alpha building and I shoved the door open, barely restraining myself from slamming the door. Anger—pure rage coursed through my veins like molten, making my hands shake at my sides and my jaw tighten.
"The audacity," I growled under my breath. Luna Vanessa's presumptuous suggestion that I marry Clarissa still rang in my ears. Even though it was being reechoed in my mind, each word sounded like an insult.
"How dare she? How dare Luna Vanessa suggest I marry Clarissa? Reminding me of my status as a Beta Wolf like I'm some common Omega she can command at will!"
Ragnar rumbled in disagreement. "Luna Vanessa didn't mean it that way. I'm sure she only wants you to marry Clarisis to strengthen your title and the pack. Having an Alpha wife has a lot of advantages and it would mean that your children…"