"Let go of me!" Chandria demanded; her voice laced with defiance as she struggled against the Alpha Prime's grip on her arm.
From the moment they left the guest house, he had held her close, refusing to let her walk independently. His hold was possessive and unyielding, his face a mask of hardened stone and icy detachment. The Moon Runners had been tasked with delivering Nate back to Howling Peak, while Chandria was now forced to accompany the Alpha Prime against her will. No matter how vehemently she protested, he acted as if her words were mere whispers carried away by the wind.
Finally, as they crossed the boundary, the Alpha Prime released his grip, granting Chandria the freedom she craved. They walked side by side, both attempting to calm the turbulent emotions swirling within them
