Chapter 131 Hundred And Thirty One

• ARIEL’S POV.
• Bryan’s office door shut behind us, his hand still curled lightly around my wrist as if trying to make sure I didn’t bolt. I pulled my arm free, not yanking but just firm enough to show I didn’t like being handled. His face looked calm, too calm for someone who just dragged me away in front of a crowd of whispering wolves.
• “Is it true?” he asked, tone quiet but weighted like he’d been rehearsing it.