_Author’s POV_
Lance pointed an accusing finger at Celina, his trembling hand betraying his fear. “Alpha Ashmoor, your sister still owes me the final payment. But since things didn’t work out, I don’t dare to ask for it anymore. Can you just let me go?”
The atmosphere grew noticeably colder, the temperature dropping several degrees.
“Shut it!” Celina couldn’t hold back her curse, her face flushing red with rage.
What a blind fool! Couldn’t he read the room?
“Celina, you shut it!” Calden yelled, his alpha command making everyone in the room flinch. “There’s only one way—apologize to Zarelle in person!”
Aldrin, sensing there was about to be a shouting match between the siblings that would accomplish nothing, dragged Lance out of the office unceremoniously.
“Why should
