"Celia, are you all right? Who's in there with you?" Jace's muffled voice came through the door.
Alpha Damien and I stood frozen in the hallway. Alpha Damien gave me a push toward the door, his gaze demanding I handle the situation and provide an answer. I knew exactly what he wanted—to gauge the nature of my relationship with Jace. But my conscience was clear, so I had nothing to fear from this test.
"I am perfectly fine," I called out, keeping my voice level. "What are you doing here? It's late."
"Celia, just open up," Jace pleaded, sounding uncomfortably desperate. "We can talk better face-to-face."
I could feel Alpha Damien's icy stare boring into my back as he waited for my response.
"It's far too late for a visit," I said firmly. "Whatever it is can wait until tomorrow."
"Wait,
