Emily’s POV

I turned sharply, my heart pounding as I saw Drake standing there, his piercing eyes fixed on me.

I quickly stood up, brushing off my dress as I forced a calm expression onto my face. I needed to control myself. I couldn’t let him suspect something was wrong.

Drake’s gaze flickered between Sierra and me, his brows furrowing in suspicion as he took a step closer.

"What’s going on here?" His deep voice echoed through the hallway.

I opened my mouth to speak, to explain something—anything—but before I could, Sierra spoke first.

"Oh, nothing much, Alpha," she said smoothly, her voice dripping with false sweetness. "I just happened...