DOVE
Callum's eyes narrowed as he assessed the strangers before us, his protective instincts kicking in. In seconds, he was in front of me, his glare directed at the cloaked figures who stood before us.
His gaze scanned over the strangers, and I could see him tense as if he had noticed something. He turned back to the man with red eyes who stood in the center, the aura of the uncloaked male radiating power and danger.
I felt a flicker of weakness, a reminder of how dangerous these strangers were. It took a moment for me to realize that the pressure we had felt earlier was simply emanating from the male in the middle.
"It's strange...you don't seem as impressive as she painted you out to be," the male hummed, dismissing Callum with a wave of his hand.
The disrespect towards my mate mad
