Chapter 86

Emily’s POV

“Is there a problem here?”

Nathan’s voice cut through the evening air like a blade. Owen went still. So did I. For one terrible second, the world just stopped.

Then Owen slowly turned around.

Nathan was standing a few steps away, dressed in black, his shoulders rigid. His eyes were locked on Owen like he was deciding exactly how many bones to break first.

My heart hammered against my ribs.

“Nathan,” I said, my voice thin.

His gaze flicked to me. It softened for half a second before turning back into stone as he looked at Owen.

“I asked a question.”

Owen’s jaw tightened. “No problem, Alpha.” He said the title, but his tone was a challenge.

Nathan stepped closer. The air changed instantly—it became heavy and thick, like the atmosphere before a massive storm. Even the trees seemed to brace themselves.

“Owen,” Nathan said, his voice dropping to a dangerous low. “I gave you an order.”