The coldness in Selene’s eyes pierced through me, like a thousand knives all at once. She was sizing me up, her gaze calculating, as if determining how much of a threat I truly posed. I swallowed hard, trying to steady my breathing, but the weight of her presence was suffocating.
“Selene,” Kieran growled, stepping between us. His posture was rigid, every muscle in his body tense and ready for a fight. “If you came here to make demands, you’re wasting your time.”
She chuckled, a low, haunting sound that sent a shiver down my spine. “You think this is about demands?” Her voice dripped with amusement as if we were little more than playthings to her. “Oh, no, Alpha. This is about survival.”
Her eyes flicked to me again, and I could feel the sharpness of her gaze even from behind Kieran. “Yo
