Ella's POV
The warmth of Remo's skin still lingered against mine. My body ached, but not from pain. There was peace in the silence, in the quiet rhythm of his breathing behind me. One arm was still wrapped possessively around my waist, anchoring me in place. For once, I didn't want to move.
But the world didn't care about peace.
A loud knock shattered the silence.
We both froze.
Another knock—harder this time, insistent and rushed.
Remo growled low in his throat. "Who dares—"
"Alpha, it's Christian!" came a voice through the door. "You need to come now. It's urgent."
My breath caught.
Remo was already sitting up, tension flooding back into his body like a switch had flipped. He grabbed the shirt from the floor and tugged it on, movements sharp and controlled, but I could see the s
