“Ethan?”
Fiona’s soft, confused voice makes everyone turn, and I almost growl at them. They have no right to glare at her that way. She hasn’t done anything wrong.
“Everything is fine, Fiona. Hold my calls and meeting until I’m finished here,” I tell her, keeping my tone flat and unemotional. I don’t need my father attacking her. Usually that wouldn’t be a fear I have, but with the anger he’s displaying right now, I wouldn’t put it past him to at least try to scare Fiona away.
“Let him try,” my wolf growls, my vision flickering between the haze of my wolf’s eyes and mine.
Fiona watches me for a moment longer before nodding and closing the door behind her. I force myself to keep my eyes on my father and the others who take up space in my office instead of on my mate.
I hate the lo
