Chapter 19 The Alpha's Office

IVY’s POV The Alpha's office was colder than Ivy remembered. Not in temperature, but in presence. The walls, though tastefully adorned with portraits of past Alphas and heavy, velvet curtains, felt as though they were closing in on her. The scent of aged wood and leather from the furniture was heavy in the air, mixing with the sharp metallic tang of her own blood still trickling from her wrist. Her heart thundered in her chest, so loud she wondered if the Alpha could hear it.