Too Dangerous to Touch

Staring back at me was Alistair—his face cold and commanding.

'It's not Tristan... I really got the wrong person,' I realized, stunned.

"It's you..." I blurted out, startled, stumbling back.

Alistair stared at me coldly, his eyes burning with fury. The next second, he grabbed my hand without hesitation and dragged me toward a black van parked nearby. One of his bodyguards quietly brought my coat a