"What is this?" Dane growled. His voice firm. Aura rising.
But the lady stood before him, her smile never leaving. Her eyes boring straight into Dane's.
My wolf stirred. A knot formed in my throat.
"I invited her." The lady spoke. "So she'll stay."
"And who are you to tell me who gets to stay or not?" Dane's voice thickened with anger. But she wasn't backing down.
Rather she leaned forward, ignoring my presence. Her face only a few inches away from Dane. She whispered. "Amelia, your highness. Amelia Brooks."
She leaned back, laughing as she covered her face with her palm. "I'm sorry if I offended you." Her hands lowered. "But don't you think that's a small favour to ask compared to what you did?"
Dane's muscles went rigid. His eyes narrowed. Calculating.
"You abandoned our date out
