Liam's POV
I leaned against the bar, nursing a glass I hadn’t touched. My eyes never drifted far from Killian. He had Daphne pinned down with that stare of his, making sure she's not leaving her sight.
But it wasn’t Daphne that worried me, it was Isla. Alpha Killian has instructed me to keep my eyes on Arielle while he would keep Daphne entertained in case any of them was planning anything against Isla.
She had excused herself, whispered something into Killian’s ear, then disappeared into the corridor. I didn’t like her leaving out of sight.
I tried to keep calm, but my gut wouldn’t let me. Most of the people here would surely stand against Isla once they know who she is. And if she so much as stumbled into their trap, they’d eat her alive.
My phone buzzed with some irrelevant messag
