Kolton's black eyes cut through her like shards of ice. His face showed no recognition, as if she were nothing more than furniture in the room.
The serving tray trembled in her hands, the glasses threatening to crash to the floor. Kimi forced her fingers to steady, gripping the metal surface until her knuckles went white.
She tore her gaze away from Kolton and focused on the table. Her hands moved automatically, setting down the tray with practiced precision.
But inside, her heart hammered against her ribs like a caged animal. Her wolf stirred for the first time in four years, a low whimper echoing through her mind.
Why now? Was it seeing him again after all this time, or was it the raw power that rolled off him in waves?
The club manager appeared at the cabin entrance, bowing deeply to the group of men. His attention went straight to Kolton, his voice respectful but nervous.
"Alpha Kolton, our staff will take excellent care of you tonight."
