Clara's POV
"Hello? Is someone there?" a voice called out from the hallway.
My heart stopped beating. We were caught. We were actually caught.
I pressed myself harder against the wall, praying that whoever it was wouldn't see us in the shadows. My whole body was tense with panic, and I could feel sweat beading on my forehead despite the cool air.
This was a disaster. If someone discovered us like this, half-naked and obviously having just had s*x in a public hallway, the entire pack would know by morning. My reputation would be destroyed.
But when I looked at Darius, he seemed completely unbothered by the situation. His expression was calm, almost bored, like hiding in a dark corner after being caught in a compromising position was just another Tuesday for him.
How could he be so rel
