(Isabella)
"Because..."
"Because you're so pretty that it feels unreal," Calvin cut Clara off abruptly.
Clara turned to her brother, shock and disapproval splashed across her face. That look alone told me Calvin was lying. Whatever truth Clara was about to reveal was something he desperately wanted to keep under wraps, and my curiosity only grew. What could it be?
"Let’s have a word," Calvin said, his eyes narrowing as they fixed on me.
I looked away, defiance swelling within me.
"Clara, Gerald, please excuse us," he commanded.
"There's no need for that. I won't be having a word with you," I retorted, my voice steady.
"And why's that?" he challenged.
"Because I don't want to," I replied, my defiance igniting painfully in my chest.
"You seem to be forgetting that I am your Alpha,"
