Kidnapped by the Alpha
Marius just turned his back, muttering curses about Tristan.
I took one last look at his back before leaving and followed Meg to the second floor. When I opened the door, I saw that the room was lit up, the windows were open, and Tristan was standing with his back to us, looking out the window.
“Did you call me?” he asked.
“I called you, you wicked and manipulative wolf,” I said.
He turned around and retorted hostilely.
Meg and I looked at each other, and she nodded, indicating that she would leave us alone.