âARIâ
Her shriek cut through the standoff.
Her followers were frantic with fear.
âRelease her! If you hurt her, our clan leader, Veronica Harrison, wonât let you off!â
I sneered, âVeronica Harrison? Who cares?â
I tightened my grip, unrelenting.
âLetâs have some common sense, Shirley Harrison.
Talk now or itâs on you.
Your status as the clan leaderâs daughter wonât sway me.
â
Fear eclipsed her arrogance, her complexion ashen.
Stammering, she pleaded, âPlease, no haste.
Iâll speak.
IâIl tell you all.
â
âWould have saved us all some time.
â
I released her with contempt.
She crumpled, coughing and crumbled, a stark contrast to her earlier poise.
As she gasped for air, I pressed, âOut with it, and quickly.
No more games.
â
Calebâs POV:
Without hesitating, Shirley quickly replied, âThe man who took Debra away is our deputy clan leader, named Andrew Pierce.
He declared at a banquet a few days ago that Debra was his fiancee.
â
âFiancee?â
The word caused my brows to knit together, and a wave of discomfort washed over me.
I noticed jealousy flickering in Shirleyâs eyes.
Clearly, she had feelings for Andrew and felt envious and resentful towards Debra.
That explained why she and so many other witches were against Debra.
I gave Shirley a stern warning.
âStay away from Debra.
If I find out sheâs been harmed because of you, youâll regret it.
â
After warning Shirley, I gathered Carlos and the guards and we left.
I was tempted to punish Shirley for Debraâs sake, but given our current circumstances, I knew Shirleyâs connections were not to be taken lightly.
It would be easy to end her, yet doing so might stir trouble with her kind-something I was keen to avoid.
Although I harbored some feelings for Debra, they werenât strong enough to cloud my judgment.
As the Alpha, the safety of our pack was my top priority, above any personal feelings.
On our way back, Carlos remarked, âCaleb, youâve changed a lot.
I expected you to be rattled at the sight of Debra, but instead, you were surprisingly calm, almost like you were a different person.
And the fact that Debra doesnât even recognize us now, itâs justâ¦â
He paused, shaking his head in disbelief.
I stayed quiet.
To be honest, my emotions were all over the place, like knotted threads that couldnât be untangled or sorted out.