“Declan is out there.”
“Declan is checking the perimeter like every other Beta and warrior that came with their Alpha,” he replies, “you’re staying.”
I pull my arm free.
“I am not going to sit in the corner like a decoration.”
“Then go get a drink,” he says sharply, dismissing me without actually dismissing me.
I hold his gaze for a second longer before turning and walking toward the bar.
If he thinks I am going to stand here quietly and behave exactly the way he wants, he has clearly forgotten who I am.
I take a glass of champagne from a passing server and down it in one go, the bubbles burning slightly as they slide down my throat, and I grab a second one immediately after.
The warmth hits quickly, softening the sharp edges of the night just enough to make everything feel slightl
