Chapter 52

Asher pulled her close, a bored expression on his face. “Untouched ‘mated’ Omegas are hard to come by, sure you don’t have the wrong person?”

Noah silently gritted his teeth, having nothing to say to that. “I’d like to have a word with Celine. Alone.” He emphasized his last word, staring down Asher.

“You’ll do no such thing with my mate,” Asher tossed back, a dangerous light in his eyes.

That was enough for Celine to interrupt the quickly escalating situation, the guests slowly gathering around wasn’t helpful either. She was so distraught that she didn’t even register Asher referring to her as his mate, “I have nothing to say to you,” She said to Noah, urging Asher to leave the hall with her so that a bullet didn’t end up in someone.

They were barely outside the hall when she heard Noah issue an order, “Security! Seize him.”

Celine didn’t comprehend what that meant until she saw armed men swiftly surround them, all of them wielding dangerous weapons, *why was that even allowed at a dinner event?*

“Noah? What do you think you’re doing?” She demanded, forced to come to a stop in the foyer when they were quickly surrounded.

“I should be asking you the same, Celine.” He asked quietly, a determined look in his eyes.

“Are you insane?” She raised her voice, frustrated and angry. Noah hadn’t cared for her when she was mated to him but all of a sudden he wanted her back because she put on a pretty dress? *Maybe, he was insane.*

“I just want to talk,” He took slow steps forward, his arms spread out in a pacifying manner.

Celine held tightly to Asher, trembling lightly. She would never be able to bravely face people pointing weapons at Asher again, it was a little ridiculous considering his job but her head didn’t listen to her. “T-Then call your men off, I’ll talk.” She agreed without hesitation, wishing she could cover Asher with her body.

It was a very silly thought because her head barely came up to his shoulders, not to mention that he would never let her do that.

While this conversation went on, Asher’s frown became more and more prominent. It wasn’t that he was worried about his safety or the mouthy Alpha of a small pack who didn’t know when to give up, he didn’t even care about his now botched contract with Moonstone Pack. He didn’t like how distraught Celine was getting.

Previously, she had been completely calm save for the nervous looks she gave him but all of that turned around when they were surrounded, he also noticed that she stood in front of him, her hold on his arm tight.

He had long known that Celine was the Luna of Moonstone Pack and it had been easy to pick up on the fact that she didn’t want to talk about it. He had been expecting her to turn down his offer to join him on his business trip when she found out where it was, but she hadn’t backed down

It had all been amusing until right now, he had even been tolerant of last night’s events.

He wrapped his arms around Celine’s waist, “Go ahead and have your talk,” He allowed.

“There’s nothing to talk about,” Celine said to Noah, as much as she was frightened for Asher’s sake, the last thing she would ever do would be to put Noah before Asher. “We never had anything to talk about-”

“Are you mad at me?” Noah spoke softly as he tried to appease her, “I can change, I’m sorry. We can fix this. We can fix us…”

Celine’s anxiety was briefly disrupted by a strong urge to burst into laughter, Noah was so confident she had to believe for her sanity that he was playing a cruel game. “I-” She paused to swallow laughter, “I don’t think there’s anything to fix,” She indulged him, “I’m leaving right now so call your men off.”

“I’m afraid I can’t do that,” Noah said regretfully, although his black stare told the exact opposite.

Celine couldn’t have predicted what happened next, Noah swooped forward to take her away from Asher, and five security men immediately tackled him to the ground and disarmed him. She didn’t hesitate a moment after, her dagger coming out of her garter with a practiced ease she didn’t remember having, she moved quickly, the sharp tip pressed right into Noah’s neck.

He hadn’t been expecting it so she easily had the upper hand, a faint trail of blood dripping down the side of his neck. “Take your hands off me or I’ll cut you.” She threatened him, never taking her attention off Asher.

Noah knew it was time to back off, he had never seen that mad glint in Celine’s eyes before, and he wasn’t about to lose his neck. He raised his hands in a show of surrender, wincing when all that got him was the dagger digging deeper into his skin.

“Now call them off,” She went right on, her voice steady.

Noah had been asking himself how he couldn’t recognize Celine, and now he understood why. She was a completely different person from the one he knew and it wasn’t just the way she looked. He slowly gestured to the security, wary of speaking so that he didn’t impale himself on the very sharp weapon pressed right to a delicate vein.

The security men backed away and Asher picked himself off with lethal fluidity, two pocket knives falling from his closed fists, making the security men instinctively check themselves over to make sure they weren’t full of holes without realizing it.

Celine didn’t hesitate to run over to Asher at that point, her dagger still held tightly in her hand that was beginning to tremble. Asher caught her with ease and picked her up, striding out of the foyer without a second glance at the chaos.

“You did a great job with the dagger,” He murmured as he carried her out.

Celine tiredly leaned her head on his shoulder, “I don’t know, maybe I should have cut him properly.”