Chapter Fourteen

Scarlett’s POV

My palms are slick with sweat, my chest rising and falling faster than it should. Kieran’s eyes are fixed on me—cold, sharp, and way too perceptive. I can barely hold his gaze.

“Please,” I whisper, stepping closer. “Please don’t tell Alpha Killian. He can’t know.”

He leans back in the chair, folding his arms across his chest, as though I’m some kind of puzzle he’s trying to solve. The faintest smirk plays on his lips, but it doesn’t reach ...