Elara’s POV
The sick green light made Kael appear like a nightmare to me. I was in dire need of someone calling me back to reality. He stood between us and the already sealed door. His wolves were a thick shadow behind him, their low sounds filling the small room.
"Five minutes," Kael repeated again. His voice was calm, like he was asking for a cup of hot coffee. "Give me only five minutes to speak. Then you can take your books and leave. Refuse, and my men outside will tear your hunter and Beta apart. Then I take the books anyway, and I take you. Be fast with making your choice."
My heart was hammering heavily. Lucian vibrated with anger and fury by my side. His claws were out. But to fight here would get me hurt. He was trapped.
"Allow my team to leave first first," I said, my voice
