Do not cross the line

Kylan leaned against the door frame, watching two women approach him quickly. Demetria ignored him entirely while Callista shot him a cold glance. When she was passing him, Kylan grabbed her arm, stopping the witch in her tracks.

- Don't you even dare. - She warned him, but the man was unfazed by her words.

- Let me guess. Your plan failed?- Kylan asked with a smirk.

- Why am I even talking to you? I am starting to have doubts. Are you on our side at all? - Callista answered, pulling her arm out of his grip. She started walking again, aware of Kylan following her. The witch entered her room, not bothering to look at the man who stood behind her until his hand landed on her shoulder, making her turn. His brows were knitted, and his eyes were cold.

- That was a serious accusation. Have I not proven my loyalty enough?

Callista pushed his hand away, and the tips of her palms shone red.

- I think you forget who you are talking to. - The witch came closer, and Kylan took a step back fo