Chapter 13: Dangerous Attractions
(Aspen's POV)
The opulence of the private den struck me the moment we entered. Dark marble floors gleamed under the soft, golden light of intricate chandeliers.
Plush, deep red couches and rich mahogany furniture marked the space as belonging to someone who valued appearances—and power.
The faint scent of rare spices and aged leather lingered, underscoring this place was meant to intimidate as much as impress.
Ethan stood close to me, his silver wolf fading away as he shifted back into his human form. His discomfort was palpable in the tautness of his shoulders and the way his hand hovered near my arm.
“Stay close to me,” he murmured under his breath, his voice strained.
“I will,” I answered softly, my Omega mask firmly in place. I clung to h
