Donovan opened his eyes, and they told me everything I needed to know. They were glowing electric blue. His face was more angular than usual, and I was pretty sure that wasn’t just stubble on his face, but actual fur.

Okay. So his wolf was really close to the surface. When an Alpha lost control, it was bad for everyone. But Donovan wasn’t just an Alpha. He was one of the Seven. The Council of Alphas that ruled all the packs.

I stared at the floor, trying not to set off a reaction by meeting his gaze for too long. “Did you have a good flight?” It was a lame question, but I’d already apologized, and he was giving me nothing. I just needed to calm him down until he got control again.

Donovan’s low, rumbling growl rolled through me. The power in it was enough to knock me back a step.

That was enough. He needed to get control. “I went shopping. Cosette is my friend. I’m allowed to hang out with her.”

“Not when I’m trying to make nice with the fey. Not when you both end up on the news again. Which is why things are a mess in the first place!”

I knew it was bad, but there was no time turner I could use to undo the whole mess. If there was, I’d totally use it. “I swear I—” More of his power slammed into me.

What was he doing throwing it around like that? I wasn’t sure if it was on purpose or if he was so angry he was just having that much trouble controlling himself. Either way, it wasn’t cool.

I stared into Donovan’s eyes, not caring about setting him off anymore. “If you don’t want to have a reasonable conversation without the stupid power plays then you can leave.” I strode to the door and flung it open. “Because this is so not happening.”

He sat up so slowly, so smoothly, it was eerie. Almost as if some other force lifted him off the bed. My heart picked up a pace or ten as I realized what I’d done.

Fantastic plan, Meredith. Way to piss off an already angry Alpha even more. So unbelievably stupid. I was trained better than to snap at an out-of-control Were. It had been drilled into me that keeping calm was the key to staying alive.

When Donovan stepped toward me, I stepped back. He closed in on me again, and I couldn’t help but take another step back. It happened again. And again. Until my heels knocked against my closet door.

He placed a hand on either side of my head, and my pulse raced.

My mate was almost feral, but he wasn’t destroying things, so he wasn’t all the way feral. I just didn’t know why. Maybe he could be upset that I’d gotten caught up in more human drama, but this was ridiculous. It hadn’t been intentional.

Something else had to be bothering him. Being on the news was bad, but unless everyone who was with me in those videos holed up in a cave for the rest of their lives, it was bound to happen. We lived in a world filled with cell phone cameras, social media, and live streaming. That was why we’d been exposed. Weres couldn’t hide anymore. Especially me. This wasn’t going to be the only time I’d get recognized. He knew that. So, I’d obviously done something else to set him off, but what?