Rhaella's POV

Jason immediately froze.

"This is not your decision," Jason spat. "She's my pack member. My ex-Luna. I have the final say over her!"

"You have the final say only on who gets sent,” the VIP said slowly, stepping closer, “but I decide who gets taken. And I’ve taken her. So don’t test me.”

Jason's fists clenched and his jaw tightened, but he didn't move.

The VIP turned to me and his eyes met mine.

Then, just barely, a faint smile curved his lips. I didn’t understand it. I didn't even want to.

“You are… a very interesting woman,” he said.

Then he turned and walked out. Marcus followed...