"Good evening, Alphas," I greeted, ensuring my voice was steady and my emotions kept at bay. They were silent. The atmosphere was thick with tension. With a glance, I caught Henry's eye. He seemed to find the situation amusing. "Henry, can we leave now? I could use some fresh air," He didn't wait to be told twice. The waiter rushed to us as though he had been on standby all along. 

Henry paid, and as I turned to leave, a hand grabbed my elbow and sparks shot through my skin. Zylon was holding ...