Kaelan burst through the door, staggering slightly. He was absolutely drenched in blood, but the look in his blue eyes was not exhaustion; it was cold, ruthless triumph. He had won.
He locked eyes with Anya, his expression tightening as he registered her still being awake and focused on the laptop.
"The attack is repelled," he stated, his voice devoid of warmth. He strode to the desk, his presence overwhelming the small office. "And the information regarding the West Wing saved us significant casualties."
He looked directly at Anya, his breath heavy. "That report was filed through a Level-3 Beta channel. No one on that level knew the threat was Silas Vex."
A terrifying realization dawned in his eyes. He scanned the office, his gaze falling briefly on the door handle she had touched.
"You disobeyed the Alpha Command," he stated, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "You moved from the bed. You accessed the network."
Anya braced herself, unable to deny it. She felt the Mate Bond snap taut, the connection vibrating with his sudden, immense rage.
"Why?" he demanded, slamming his massive hand onto the desk, inches from her laptop.