"He will release her, I have no doubt about that," Blake declared in his commanding Alpha voice. Eric raised an eyebrow and stood up, a silent tension filling the room.
"I don't want you and Dylan to have problems," I said nervously, my voice soft yet firm.
"His third in command, John, wants her dead. I'm not going to allow that." Blake’s voice grew more lethal with every word, a dangerous edge lacing his tone.
"Hey, hey, stop," I urged, stepping closer and placing my hands gently on either side of his face, guiding his gaze to meet mine. "I don't have to read your mind to know what you're planning, and I can't let you do that."
Anger flared in his eyes, darkening them as he stared at me. His wolf was on the brink of breaking free, but Blake held him back, his body visibly tense.
