He arches an eyebrow. “No?”
This man is a mountain, and he’s used to getting his own way. There is only one card I can play to get the upper hand here.
“If you drag me into your Great Hall, I will tell everyone who I am!” I fold my arms. “It will cause c*****e. And what will you do then?”
“That would end worse for you than it would for me, Princess,” says Callum. “Believe me.”
“So you’re not going to protect me?”
“Oh, I would protect you from the Wolves outside these doors. But if you’re going to do something reckless, it’s me you’ll have to contend with.”
I feel as if he’s just doused me with cold water. “You’re threatening me?”
“Aye,” he says. Though I’ve seen him threaten people before—with his muscles hard, and his posture dominant—and he doesn’t look like that now. He looks rel
