The air in Principal Hayes's office crackled with supernatural tension so thick Mira could taste it—ozone and fury and the metallic tang of barely restrained violence.
Kieran stood in the doorway, his massive frame blocking the exit, eyes blazing pure gold as his wolf surged dangerously close to the surface. His gaze locked on Valeblack Silverstone standing protectively behind Mira, and something feral twisted across his features.
"Get. Away. From. My. Mate." Each word dripped with Alpha command, power rolling off him in waves that made the fluorescent lights flicker.
Valeblack didn't flinch. Instead, he stepped slightly closer to Mira, one hand resting on her shoulder in casual possession that made Kieran's jaw clench hard enough to crack teeth.
"Your *estranged* mate," Vale
