_Zarelle’s POV_
I took a step closer to Calden, my finger tapping on the stain on his suit. “Alpha Ashmoor, you better let me and my friend leave. Don’t let my cousin Lena’s hard work go to waste.”
Calden’s eyes turned cold, and before I could react, he firmly grasped my wrist and pulled me away. In a swift motion, he led me into the adjacent room and kicked the door shut with a resounding thud.
“Calden, what the hell do you think you’re doing?” My voice rang out in the pitch-black room, my only sight being Calden standing right in front of me.
His eyes glinted with annoyance as he moved closer, pressing me against the wall while placing a hand on the small of my back.
Calden’s powerful presence unnerved me. The proximity felt uncomfortably intimate, evoking a feeling I th
