Chapter 8

"What's happening here?" I asked, my voice trembling with confusion. The air in the room choked me with tension, and I could feel the weight of their gazes on me.

Tyler's grip on Adrian tightened, his voice dripping with triumph. "Look who I found snooping around your chambers, Lily. He could be a thief, or worse, an assassin."

My mind raced, searching for a way to salvage the situation. I had to think fast, to find the right words that would divert their attention. I wandered why Tyler was suddenly acting like the hero in all this.

Summoning every ounce of composure I had left, I straightened my posture, meeting Tyler's gaze head-on. "Tyler, let him go," I commanded, my voice firm and unwavering. "He is not a threat. He's here under my protection."

Tyler's expression hardened, "What? Are you commanding me, the Alpha-to-be? And why is he here under your protection? Who the hell is he to you?"

My father stepped forward, his expression stern and questioning. "Lily, why are you showing s