Kade did not wait for the crowd to scatter. The moment the whispers rose and people stepped back from us, he pointed toward the packhouse with a sharp jerk of his head.
“My office. Now.”
His tone left no room for debate, but Ronan still stepped closer to me, his presence warm against my side. The crowd watched every move we made. My wolf lifted her head, uneasy, sensing the shift in energy.
Ronan leaned down slightly. “Stay close to me.”
“I always do,” I whispered before I could stop myself.
Kade heard it.
He stiffened.
He turned away and marched toward the packhouse. The doors slammed open as he strode inside, his aura heavy enough to shake the lights hanging from the ceiling.
Ronan stayed beside me the whole way down the hall.
When we stepped into Kade’s office, he closed the do
