TRISTAN

I moved...

My body reacted before my mind could stop it, my wolf rising fast, pushing me forward

But something held me back, a hand was tight on my trousers.

I froze.

I didn’t even need to look.

I already knew, it was Yelena.

The grip wasn’t strong, not compared to me, but it was enough. Enough to stop me. Enough to pull me back from whatever I was about to do.

The tension in the room snapped. Tyler saw it. His parents saw it too. Fear flickered across their faces, and ...