_Dorian’s POV_
The door to Aaron’s study clicked shut behind me, sealing away the tension that had been suffocating me inside. But even as I stepped into the corridor, my chest remained tight.
Lyla didn’t recognize me.
The words echoed in my mind, each repetition sharpening the cold edge of my frustration. My wolf, Shadow, prowled within me. He was restless and he growled.
She’s our mate. This isn’t right.
I knew it wasn’t right.
Marcus was waiting for me just a few steps down the corridor, his arms crossed, his sharp gaze fixed on my face. He pushed off the wall the moment he saw me. “That took longer than expected,” he muttered. “How did it go?”
I shook my head and exhaled sharply. “Not here. We’ll talk in the room.”
Jason, Aaron’s Beta, was already standing nearby, watching us
