Kyra’s POV
I sipped water from the glass, perched on the edge of my couch while Nathan was in front of me, still scolding Luke in a low, furious growl.
His Alpha aura thickened the air, making even the walls feel like they were pressing in. We were in my condo—Nathan had wanted to drag me back to his house, but I’d refused.
“You can’t do this again, Luke. What if I wasn’t there? What could’ve happened to her?”
"Nathan, enough." My voice cut through his tirade. "Luke not only has to be my driver, but also my bodyguard. It's difficult for him to watch over me 24 hours a day alone."
"Then I’m assigning you one," he snapped, his brown eyes flashing gold—Alaric surfacing just beneath his skin.
I pulled myself and stared into his eyes. “It’s my decision to make, Nathan.”
Nathan exhaled through his nose, his minty scent filled my nose and instantly calmed Sylvia.
