Scarlett's POV
"Please just leave," I whispered, my voice shaking. "Someone might see you. If your father or your brothers find you here, they'll kill us both."
Liam didn't even flinch. "I don't care," he growled, his eyes never leaving mine. "Let them come. Let them see exactly who you belong to."
I frowned, the anger rising up to meet my fear. I tried to turn away, to ignore the anger radiating from him, but he was faster. Before I could move, he lunged forward and pushed me against the wall. His large, muscular body pressed firmly against mine, pinning me in place. The scent of him—woodsmoke and forest—swirled around me, making my head spin.
"Let go of me, Liam," I snapped, struggling against his grip. "Let go, or I'll scream. I'll draw the attention of every guard in this hallway. I'll make sure everyone knows the future Alpha is lurking in the servants' quarters."
A dark, twisted smile touched his lips. "You won't dare."
