Avery's POV
I hugged Alpha Red back, whispering into his ear, "I'm sorry. I just needed to speak to my sister in private."
But before I could even finish my sentence, Alpha Red suddenly pulled away, his eyes scanning me from head to toe. I was taken aback by his sudden action, confusion etched on my face.
"Why do you smell like you've been burnt alive?" he asked, his voice low and concerned.
I froze, my eyes darting to Callista before returning to Alpha Red. I knew I had to tread carefully here. "It's...complicated," I stammered. "I hope you'll let me explain in private."
Alpha Red's gaze lingered on me for a moment before he turned to Callista, his eyes narrowing. "What did you do to her?" he demanded.
But I quickly intervened, not wanting Callista to take the blame. "It's not just that," I said, trying to placate him. "Please, Alpha Red, just let me explain in private."
This time, Alpha Red met my gaze, and I could see the understanding in his eyes. He glanced around the courtyard,
