The heavy silence in the room was broken by Marcus's trembling breath. Sweat formed on his forehead as he nervously looked back and forth between Cecilia and Ethan. Their intense stares bore down on him, making his knees feel shaky and his palms to sweat.
"I had no other option," Marcus murmured, his voice almost inaudible. "If I had allowed Vivian to speak..." His voice faded away, His breathing grew unsteady, as if just saying the words out loud could bring the disaster he feared.
Ethan's growl echoed in the room, deep and threatening.His amber eyes glowed intensely, and it was clear he was struggling to keep his wolf under control.
"You continue to say that," Ethan growled, moving nearer,He stood there, as overwhelming and powerful as a raging storm. "Yet there is always a decision,
