*~Hazel's POV~*
"What are you doing here, you bastard?!" Klaus roared, his voice shaking the walls.
Marcus threw both hands up immediately. "I can explain—"
But Klaus was already advancing. I quickly grabbed his wrist, tugging him back. He stopped, breathing hard, but his eyes stayed locked on Marcus with fury. I could feel his thoughts—he was holding back only for me.
Earlier, I had begged Klaus to let Marcus stay in my room while he was unconscious. I told him we'd figure out what to do once he woke up. But now that he was awake… I had no idea what to feel. Or what to do.
Klaus stepped closer, towering over him.
"You dare come back into the High House… and touch my grandchildren?" he growled.
Marcus stood shakily. "Alpha, I'm sorry, but… they're my grandchildren too."
Klaus narrowed his eyes. "The same grandchildren you tried to kill the moment they were born?"
