A Chilling Presence.

Elora's POV.

"Just as I thought, he only acts like he cares, just like his mistress!" I muttered bitterly under my breath, a scoff escaping my lips as I turned sharply on my heels.

All I could think about was getting away from the venue, finding my way out of sight, and perhaps waiting for Bryce. Even if he didn't show up, I was prepared to leave alone.

But just as I pivoted to make my exit, ready to disappear from view, I was abruptly halted by the sudden appearance of someone standing directly in front of me.

"Why don't you just stop showing up, Elora?" the voice snapped, and as she removed her mask, I realised with a sinking feeling that it was Scarlet, Alpha Killian's mistress.

"I see you have no respect, Scarlet," I retorted coolly, my tone laced with thinly veiled annoyance.

"I'll let this slide because I'm in a good mood right now, but don't you dare try to block my path again." With a roll of my eyes, I warned her sternly.

I was determined to walk past Scarlet, but she did