Chapter 253

Thalia turned her face away, rising from her seat with every intention of leaving.

But before she could take a step, Duke's hand shot out like a striking hawk, fingers wrapping firmly around her wrist. His grip was warm, unyielding, the way a Beta's warning might feel before the bite.

She froze mid-stride, glancing back at him in question.

"Are you in some kind of trouble?" His voice was low, edge