Marta’s sharp gaze turned back to me, and the room seemed to shrink under her stare. She walked slowly, deliberately toward me, her every movement measured, as though she were calculating each step.
“Let’s make this clear,” she said, her voice low but carrying a bite to it. “I don’t know what your relationship with the Alpha or the Alpha’s Beta is, but here, we speak with respect. Do you understand?”
I swallowed hard, the weight of her words pressing against my chest. My mind spun, trying to grasp the sudden shift in tone.
She took another step closer, her eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that made me feel like I was being stripped bare. “The Alpha might allow you to call him by his name, and Jaxon as well, but never, ever make the mistake of addressing them so loosely in front
