Rhea's Pov. I turned on my heel, but I didn't make it two steps before Alaric’s hand shot out. He caught my wrist, his grip firm but careful, and pulled me back into his chest. His arms wrapped around me. "Let go, Alaric," I hissed, my body vibrating with anger. "Did you see that? Did you see the board? The way he looked at those photos?""I saw it, Rhea," he murmured against my hair, his voice low. "He’s creepy!" I shouted, finally slamming my open palms against the marble island with a sound that echoed through the kitchen. "He’s been stalking me! He stole my handkerchief, Alaric! He was... he was sniffing it like some kind of sick animal." Alaric didn't let go. Instead, he began to slowly pat my back, a rhythmic, calming motion that felt at odds with the storm inside me. "I know. I know it’s revolting. But you need to breathe. Look at me, Rhea."I pulled back just enough to see his face. His eyes were dark, filled with a cold, calculated intensity."Calm your anger just for a
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