AYLA
I took a deep breath, forcing myself to stay calm. My heart pounded in my chest as I faced Norton, who stood blocking the hallway like an immovable wall. His cold gaze flickered at the bag slung over my shoulder.
“I just need some fresh air,” I said, keeping my voice even. “Mom and I had a fight.”
Norton crossed his arms, his eyes narrowing suspiciously. “Fresh air? You sure? You look like someone ready to leave town. Where the hell are you going again this time?”
I crossed my arms in defiance, raising my chin. “I’m not a kid anymore. Stop treating me like one.”
Without warning, he grabbed my chin, his grip firm and stiff. “Don’t you dare! Listen to me, Ayla. If you cause any more trouble, I’ll ask Beta Lucas to demote you. Remember who you are.” His voice dropped to a whisper, c
