KAYLA POINT OF VIEW

I frowned as she held my wrist tighter, her fingers cold but gentle. She stared at my skin like she expected something to crawl out of it.

“There’s nothing there,” I whispered, confused. “You’re scaring me for no reason.”

She didn’t answer.

“She has to come with me now, Alpha Lucien,” the lady repeated.

I stared at them in confusion, it felt like I was about to be sold.

Lucien clenched his jaw, looking between me and the woman. “Why don’t I trust ...