Eve spat back. “Then let me break them quietly. Silence her.”
I ground my teeth, tamping her down as if holding back a storm with bare hands.
Delilah’s smile widened. “Yes. Let’s see the face of the wolf who thinks she belongs here.”
The corridor tilted toward disaster — and then a voice cut like a bell.
“Stand down!”
The grip on my arms slackened. The guards froze, fear flashing as they turned to the sound.
Beta Rowan.
He strode forward, presence like a wave crashing. His eyes burned with authority; his words were steel. “What is the meaning of this? Who dared lay hands on her?”
The guards stammered and bowed their heads. Delilah’s smile faltered; she tossed her hair and recovered. “I ordered it. She hides her face, sneaks in like a criminal. I thought it right to unmask her.”
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