My heart pounded as I fumbled with my phone, desperate to call the one person who had proven to be my ally. Tristan would help me. He had to.
"Tristan, please pick up," I whispered, my fingers trembling as I tried to dial his number while keeping my distance from Julian in the dark forest.
Just as Tristan's name appeared on my screen, Julian's hand shot out, snatching the phone from my grasp.
"What do you think you're doing?" he growled, his amber eyes glowing with anger in the moonlight.
I lunged for my phone. "Give that back! It's mine!"
Julian held it above his head, out of my reach. His face darkened as he looked at the screen and saw who I was calling. The phone began to ring.
"Alpha Sinclair," Julian answered, his voice dripping with disdain. "My mate won't be needing your assistance tonight. She's with me where she belongs."
I could hear Tristan's muffled voice on the other end, demanding to speak with me.
