Evelyn’s POV
The banging on the door kept going as I looked at Leon. The voice outside definitely belonged to Calvin. I felt relieved that he’d found so fast, though I’d never say that out loud.
"Evelyn, co out!" Calvin’s voice commanded again, followed by more banging.
Another voice joined in, old but sharp with authority. "Calvin, what do you think you’re doing?"
I recognized the rough voice as Silas, Leon’s grandfather. The old Alpha was clearly angry about Calvin bringing security into his house.
"I’m here for my mate," Calvin responded coldly. Through the door, his voice had that dangerous edge I knew too well.
"Your mate? I thought you and Evelyn were divorced. She’s single now."
"That doesn’t an you can drug her."
Calvin’s commanding voice rang out. "I’ll take full responsibility. Break it down!"
"Calvin! Don’t go too far!"
"I can go much further. Does Alpha Silas want to see?"
"Hopefully Alpha Silas won’t get the chance, because I won’t stop until I see so blood."
Leon and I looked at each other. He seed genuinely upset by his grandfather’s actions, sha crossing his face.
"Should we open the door?" Leon asked quietly. His room’s door was thick, not sothing a few bodyguards could break down easily.
I listened to Calvin threatening Silas outside, the old man’s voice shaking with anger. After what his grandfather had planned for us, I couldn’t feel sorry for him.
I turned to look at Leon, trying to find the right words.
He imdiately understood what I ant.
"I know," he said, his voice low with regret. "My family is wrong here. I’ll make him apologize to you, though I can’t promise he’ll agree."
He quickly added, "Whatever help you need in the future, I, Leon Robinson, will do everything in my power to help you."
"I’m truly sorry. I apologize for the Brownfur Pack."
His response was exactly what I’d expected. He was caught between family loyalty and doing what was right.
I felt a strange emptiness inside, not quite disappointnt, not quite anger. What did I expect? Silas was Leon’s grandfather. As his grandson, there wasn’t much he could do against the pack’s elder.
But I was no longer the woman who swallowed her pride and stayed silent.
"Leon," I said, looking him straight in the eyes, "I’m the kind of person who gives back what I get."
After enduring five suffocating years in my marriage with Calvin, I’d finally reached my breaking point. No one, absolutely no one, would make compromise myself again.
"You might want to stay in your room," I warned. "I can’t promise I won’t drag you into what I’m about to say out there."
Leon’s face went pale.
I walked to the door and knocked from inside, letting the people trying to break it down know I was there. The banging stopped imdiately.
I opened the door and stepped out.
Calvin’s eyes found right away, checking my body and clothes to see if I was hurt. When he saw I was okay, he looked relieved.
"Do whatever you need to do. I’ll handle what happens after," he said quietly, moving to stand beside without caring that Silas was right there.
I glanced at him. "I can handle this myself."
Calvin smiled slightly when he saw the stubborn look in my eyes. He nodded.
This was my first ti seeing Silas Robinson in person. The old Alpha stood leaning on his cane, his eyes sharp as knives as they stared at . He didn’t speak, but deliberately let out the powerful aura of a longti Alpha, trying to intimidate .
The tactic might work on others, but not on .
"Alpha Silas," I began, my voice clear and sharp, "you look like such a respectable elder. What a sha your actions are so disgustingly sneaky."
My blunt words hit him like a slap, more disrespectful than anything Calvin had said.
Alpha Silas’s face twisted with anger. "Miss Blackwell, watch your mouth."
His reaction made want to laugh. "I believe in talking to each person based on what they do," I replied coolly.
"And based on your dirty trick of drugging behind closed doors, you don’t deserve my respect," I continued. "Anyone would think you’re so common criminal, drugging guests at your own party. You’re lucky I haven’t called the Alpha Council yet. That’s the only kindness you’re getting from ."
The disgust in my voice was obvious.
"How dare you!" Alpha Silas shouted, his face turning deep red as he slamd his cane on the floor hard enough to echo through the hallway.
"Alpha Silas, this isn’t the dieval tis," I laughed mockingly. "Just because you’re old doesn’t an you can act like so feudal lord. If I wasn’t worried about breaking a hip on soone your age, we’d be doing more than just talking right now."
As soon as I said that, Alpha Silas’s security stepped forward threateningly.
His breathing got heavy, fury radiating from him as he glared at like he wanted to kill .
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Calvin’s mouth curve into a small, appreciative smile as I confronted Alpha Silas. The way he stood beside silently said he was protecting .
Seeing the Brownfur pack mbers moving forward, Calvin nodded slightly to his own n. Imdiately, the Bloodbane Pack n ford a protective circle around us, facing off with Alpha Silas’s n. The tension in the hallway got thick.
"Miss Blackwell, serious accusations need proof," Alpha Silas snarled, barely containing his rage.
"For all we know, you might have snuck into my grandson’s room yourself, wanting him for yourself."
Calvin’s eyes got dark and dangerous at the insult, the air around us seeming to get colder from how angry he was.
"Alpha Silas," Calvin’s voice was deadly quiet, "you’re the one who should watch your words."
"You may be retired, but if I find proof of what I think happened, I’ll make sure there are consequences, even if I have to dig you out of your grave."
The threat in Calvin’s words was clear.
"Apologize now," Calvin continued coldly. "It’s better than having your reputation destroyed and being forced to apologize later."
"Don’t you agree, Alpha Silas?"
I tugged at Calvin’s sleeve, annoyed by his interference. "I can handle my own problems. Stop butting in."
Calvin looked shocked by my rebuke.
Behind us, Leon pushed the door open fully, his face hard with anger.
"Enough!" he commanded, stepping into the tense standoff.
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