“It was just a hug.” I winced as Callan defended himself. I stood still beside him, feeling guilty for nothing.
“You run from me into another man’s embrace.” He stalked forward, his hands shoved into his pockets. I steeled myself against guilt. I did nothing wrong. “Beta, what were you doing with my fiancée?”
I felt the big man tremble beside me. “I – We simply hugged. I swear on the moon –“
“Get out.” Beta Callan ran off without a backward glance.
“I can’t like you but he can?” He stopped a few feet away from me. I felt the vibration of his leashed anger.
“You know it’s nothing like that.” My hand reached for my nape, feeling an uncomfortable prickling.
“It’s not, is it?” I shook my head, wishing he could see my point from the vigour with which I did so. “Do you have any
