“Stop the car!” Calden’s voice carried a dangerous edge.
“Calden, what are you doing?” Thessaly clutched the grab handle when the luxury sedan suddenly lurched to an abrupt stop on the side of the busy road.
Calden slammed the laptop lid shut with barely controlled fury and got out of the car without another word.
“Caius, drop her off at the hotel as planned.”
“What about you, Alpha?” Caius asked, looking confused by the sudden change in plans.
“I’ll get a taxi back to the office.”
Aldrin scrambled out of the passenger seat as well, recognizing the signs of his Alpha’s volcanic anger.
“Alpha, I’m coming with you.”
“But Calden, what about me?” Thessaly stuck her head out the open window desperately. “What did I do wrong?”
Calden handed his expensive laptop case
