Lynn's POV
The weight of Alexander Albert's stare pressed down on me like a physical force. Every instinct screamed to look away, to submit, to apologize and flee.
But I forced myself to meet his ice-blue eyes. Forced my voice to stay steady even as my heart hammered against my ribs.
"Yes," I said clearly. "I am."
The two words hung in the air between us like a challenge.
Inside my mind, Iris paced restlessly. "Don't show weakness."
But my hands trembled at my sides. My throat felt tight. The sheer fury radiating from Logan's father was suffocating.
Alexander's lips curved into something that might have been a smile on anyone else. On him, it was a baring of teeth.
"How wonderful," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I've heard so much about you, Miss Ravencrest. My son has
