CALLUM
The door swung open, and heavy footsteps echoed in the room. I turned my head just in time to see the Alpha stride in. His once-relaxed features hardened the moment his gaze landed on Dove and me, sitting closely together. His nostrils flared slightly, no doubt catching the scent I had deliberately left on her nape.
“What is this nonsense?!” he barked, his voice thunderous, the veins on his neck straining as he shouted.
“Would you quit it?!” Marmee’s voice rang out just as sharply, cutting through the tension.
It was the first time I had ever heard her raise her voice, and the sheer shock of it left me speechless.
“We are talking about the lives of our children being at stake! My children,” she bit out, her fists clenched tightly at her sides, disappointment evident in her gaze
