I took one last fleeting glance around Olivia's room before leaving and locking the door behind me. As I walked down the hall, I realized I had been in there for a good half hour. It left me wondering where Griffin and Izzy might be. Hopefully not trying to tear each other apart.

Izzy, her name alone sent a tidal pool of emotions coursing through me. She was so beautiful, stubborn, sarcastic, and strong. All I knew was when I was with her I felt something, sometimes granted, it was frustration, confusion, or even guilt, but it was more than I typically felt. Her presence helped me forget the pain and sheer loneliness that had come to define me.

As I approached my office, I heard talking coming from behind the shut door. It was muffled, but I could tell it wasn't exactly pleasant chit chat. Putting my ear to the wood, I strained to listen to the conversation on the other side. By the scents mingling in the air, I already knew that both Izzy and Griffin were inside my office.

"---- don't you go ---- yourself --- pompous ass." I couldn't make out every word thanks to the thickness of the door, but I was pretty sure I could fill in the blanks.

"Such vulgar words from such a dainty pup." I heard the amusement in Griffin's voice.

'I know you're listening, Logan. You should get your ass in here. Her face is turning such a beautiful shade of tomato red,' he said, his voice invading my head. I didn't think twice before quickly swinging open the door. The sight in front of me was nothing I could have ever prepared myself for. Books and papers were strewn across the floor. Broken pieces of what I could only assume use to be picture frames that once graced my desk and side table were scattered around the sofa which Griffin was currently crouched behind. Izzy was standing behind my desk. Her right hand, which was currently holding a stapler, was high above her head preparing to launch it at Griffin's face. They both simultaneously looked at me frozen in their stances.

Izzy's face was indeed bright red, her anger towards him visible. Griffin, on the other hand, was in an overly joyous mood. He always did enjoy riling people up. Izzy looked me dead in the eye before hurling the stapler at his poor unsuspecting head. The loud clunk that was heard as it made contact with his skull made me want to rub my head in pain.

"Control your damn dog, or I will put him down," She growled out through gritted teeth. Griffin massaged his head before walking around the sofa and unceremoniously plopping down on it.

"You know I was considering giving you a chance with this," he said motioning to himself, "But you are a little too violent for my taste. I am not into the whole dominatrix thing."

"That's it! I am going to kill you," she yelled at the same time I growled at him. Izzy abruptly rounded my desk, dead set on making good on her threat. Seeing the anger mirrored in both of our faces Griffin quickly put his hands up in surrender.

"I was only kidding. Chill," he said as he tried to back up from where he lay on the couch, causing him to nearly topple over the armrest. I attempted to calm my wolf knowing that Griffin had only been trying to get a rise out of Izzy.

Izzy pounced on him, her hands balled into fists. Before she could land the first blow, I lifted her off him by her waist. My grip tightened as she struggled in my arms attempting to get to Griffin.

'You better get out of here before I decide to let her go,' I warned him.

'You wouldn't,' he replied as he got off the couch.

'Oh, wouldn't I?' I loosened my arms around Izzy, who was still determined to reach him. Griffin quickly left the room nearly tripping on the way out. If I didn't know any better, I might believe he was scared of her.

'I'll be waiting near the holding cells. Don't be too long.' His words sounding very suggestive. I shook my head even though he could no longer see me. Sometimes I wondered what I had been thinking when I appointed him beta.

"Let me go!" Izzy demanded still flailing in my arms. "I have a wolf to castrate." It was apparent that she had no intention of calming down. So I did the only thing I could think of. I quickly spun her around in my arms and kissed her. I had only intended on it being a quick peck on the lips, but once our lips connected, I couldn't think of anything else. I wanted more. I needed more.

It didn't take long for our kiss to become more passionate, frenzied even. I pulled her body closer to mine, feeling the wild beating of her heart. It felt so right having her in my arms, at that moment. Her hands were gripping my shirt, entrapped between our bodies. She moaned against my mouth as I nipped at her bottom lip. Without thinking, I slipped my tongue into her mouth. The sweet taste of ripe peaches filled my mouth, making me crave more. Her tongue wrestled with mine fighting for control. She tried to push herself closer to me causing us to tumble onto the couch behind me.

We landed with an oomph breaking our kiss, but it didn't take long for Izzy to press her lips to mine once more. As our tongues battled for dominance, my hands slid down her back firmly squeezing her backside. She yelped in surprise allowing me to begin peppering her neck with feathery kisses. I quickly flipped us over, so I was on top. I continued kissing and sucking the sensitive skin on her neck as she wriggled beneath me. My canines protruded from my gums, my wolf pushing me to mark her. Izzy tilted her head to the side as if inviting me to do so. Her action unwittingly sobered me up. I pulled away sitting up on my haunches.

"Sorry," I said not know what else to say. I ran my hands through my hair frustrated at my behavior. I shouldn't have let things move so quickly. Izzy pushed herself up leaning against the armrest.

"No need to apologize," She muttered. "Didn't you have some important things you needed to take care of?"

"Yeah, I should get going. Will you be ok waiting here for a bit?" I questioned getting up from the couch.

"Yeah, I'll be okay, but I am not going to wait all day." She waved me off and went about fixing her wrinkled shirt. Leaving my office, I hoped interrogating Brandon would go smoothly, but something in my gut said we wouldn't be so lucky.

~~~~~~~Author's Note~~~~~~~~~

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