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~Elara's POV
The woman dropped to her knees so fast the air shifted around her.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean it like that! Please, Alpha, forgive me!"
My stomach clenched. I had no idea why he looked that angry. And I had absolutely no idea if… if this was because of me.
She bowed her head to the floor, hands trembling, voice cracking.
"I apologize, Alpha! I…I didn't mean any disrespect! I beg you….please…."
Two security guards stepped in immediately after Darlon made a call.
"Bundle her out."
Her scream echoed in the office.
"Alpha, please! I… didn't! I swear I didn't…!"
The guards grabbed her by her arms and dragged her out like she weighed nothing. Her heels scraped against the tiles. Her pleas faded down the hallway until the door slammed shut again.
Silence crashed into the room, heavy and suffocating. I felt like the walls were closing in.
I swallowed hard, my fingers gripping the edge of my desk. "What just happened?"
