"You, seducing my future is my business."
Rosa spat.
"As far as I am concerned, you and your Alpha can kiss my ass."
Lena said, Nyx showing herself through her eyes.
"You bitch." Before Rosa could continue, a voice rang out from the top of the stairs—firm and unmistakable.
"You cannot speak to Miss Elena like that."
The words cut clean through the quiet night. Calm, but laced with iron authority.
Lena turned her head just slightly, breath catching in her throat.
Marcus.
He descended the steps with measured control, his gaze locked on Rosa.
“She is to be treated with respect,” he continued, his tone leaving no room for misinterpretation.
Rosa’s eyes narrowed, a flicker of something sharp and offended flashing through them. Still, her lips curled into a tight, practiced smile. “My
