Rein's POV
The man was on top of me, pressing his hard member against me as though that could make me surrender. His lips hovered dangerously above mine, as if he was about to claim me with a kiss. His hand roamed all over my body.
My eyes burned with pure hatred, even as I laid limp beneath him,the poison already taken effect on me.
"No" I whispered.
But then—
The door slammed open with a dangerous bang.
A tall figure stood there, fury blazing in his eyes.
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Rohan's POV
I did not understand it. The moment I saw that bastard holding her hand in the hallway, something inside me twisted. It was a strange feeling. I was not particularly close to Syria, apart from my usual teasing.
So obviously it's wasn't love.
But what I felt wasn't rage, not entirely. It was not jealousy either. It was something raw and dangerous. I had brushed it off, blaming it on my Alpha instincts. But the image refused to leave my mind.
