Vera’s POV
After Alpha Gideon finished addressing his pack, he grabbed my hand firmly and led me back inside the mansion.
I tried to pull away, but it was useless — his grip was unbreakable.
It felt like being chained to a boulder.
He didn’t slow down, dragging me through the hallways until we reached a large, intimidating door.
Without even glancing at me, he pushed it open and pulled me inside.
I barely had time to take in the luxurious room before he ordered his men to leave.
The heavy door closed behind them with a loud thud, and suddenly it was just the two of us.
The air felt heavier. Thicker.
Fuming, I yanked my hand free and stepped back.
"What the hell was that stunt outside?" I demanded, glaring at him.
He didn’t answer.
Instead, he calmly started unbuttoning his shir
