[Elena's POV]

Before I could even process what happened, Noah threw open the door on his side.

The freezing night wind rushed into the warm cabin.

He stepped out onto the concrete curb. He buttoned his suit jacket, his face an emotionless mask of pure stone.

He looked at Caleb through the open door.

"Take her back to the villa," Noah ordered. His voice cut through the cold air like a knife. "Lock the gates. Lock the doors. She does not step a single foot outside that house without my ...