"Put me down, James," I choked out, my voice breaking as my hands clawed frantically at his chest.
James did not release his hold on me. His fingers dug deeper into my waist, pinning me against his chest while his dark eyes locked onto the woman standing at the top of the stairs.
"You have five seconds to explain why you are standing in my private corridor, Natasha," James growled, his voice dropping into a register so low it rattled the glass frames along the wall. "Before I rip your throat out."
Natasha let out a sharp, amused laugh, resting one hand on her hip as her cruel green eyes swept over my pale face. "Is that any way to treat a guest, Alpha? I came on behalf of the High Council. We received a report that an unauthorized human was living in your estate."
"I am not unauthorize
