The wolf in the room grabs my arm and yanks me inside.
Before I can react, Charles bursts in with the pups, his face twisted with worry.
"Charles!"
Colette wails, throwing herself into his arms, her voice sharp enough to cut glass.
"Isabel doesn't believe we're just friends! She drugged me, said she wanted to watch me get ruined by some other wolf before she'd feel safe!" She points to her messy hair and the red marks on her neck.
"Thank the moon you got here in time, or I—"
"I didn't do it!" I snap, cutting her off.
"The driver brought me here, said there was a social event."
The driver steps in from the doorway, quick to contradict.
"Ma'am, you can't just cook up stories like this. You told me to chauffeur you here, said there'd be a scene worth watching."
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