Before I could continue, the door swung open abruptly.
Xavier entered, his Alpha aura filling the space instantly—heavy, commanding. His eyes moved from Victoria’s teary expression to me, his features hardening almost immediately.
“What’s happening here?” he demanded.
Victoria sniffed softly. “I was just asking Brielle if Liam and I could stay in this room, but she—”
“She what?” Xavier cut in sharply, turning toward me.
“I told her this room belongs to me,” I answered firmly. “Because it does.”
He exhaled, rubbing his face with clear irritation. “Brielle, can’t you just give it to her? Why are you being so selfish?”
The word struck me like a slap.
“Selfish?” I repeated, disbelief flooding through me. “You didn’t show up to our wedding, and now you expect me to give up the only place that’s mine? What else do you want me to sacrifice, Alpha?”
For a moment, I hoped he might soften. That the man I once loved would show even a hint of regret.
Instead, his expression remained cold. “You’re still hung up on that? I told you, I saved a child. Are you really saying the wedding mattered more than a pup’s life?”
My voice trembled. “It’s not just about the wedding, Xavier. You made promises to me.”