Scarlett's POV
The air in the room was so thick with Alpha pheromones and the heavy smell of blood that I could barely draw a clean breath. Liam's hands were still cupping my face, his thumbs wiping away a stray tear I didn't even know had fallen. He was staring at me like he wanted to swallow me whole, to hide me away inside his chest where no one else could ever look at me.
"We are taking you home," Liam said. It wasn't a question. It wasn't an invitation. It was a final decree, spoken with the absolute authority of a supreme Alpha who had just reclaimed his most prized possession.
"No," a trembling voice cut through the heavy silence.
We all turned. Chen was standing up, his legs shaking so badly he had to hold onto the edge of a broken wooden cabinet just to stay upright. His face was completely white, but there was a desperate, stubborn bravery in his human eyes.
