NYQXEE’S POV
"Get away from my mate!" Glaive's growl rips through the room like a thunderclap.
Before I can even process what's happening, Quenn moves faster than my eyes can track. One second, he's standing still, and the next, he's got Glaive pinned against the wall, his fingers curled around the Alpha’s throat, lifting him off the ground as if he weighs nothing. A shocked gasp escapes me as I scramble out of bed, my heart pounding wildly in my chest.
"Quennor!" My voice is barely a whisper, but he hears it. My touch lands gently on his arm, grounding him, soothing the deadly storm in his golden eyes. With a low, reluctant growl, he loosens his grip and lets Glaive drop to the floor. Even though Quennor has let him go, the air remains charged with tension, thick enough to suffocate. T
