Yaroslava's POV
There was no time to think about what I'd just said. I heard the doors open behind me. And I didn't even have to turn around to realize that the situation was rapidly heading for a not-so-good outcome.
Egor and I were standing in the middle of the room, holding hands, and the heavy breathing of the Alpha of the Black Wolves, which I thought I could sense even from this distance, did not bode well.
Too bad that I was the only one of the three of us to notice it.
“Jan,” I called softly, slowly pulling away from my friend's touch.
I was only met with silence. I turned to the Alp
