Chapter 12

Emma’s POV I followed James into the elevator, my steps slow and my mind racing. I wasn’t sure where we were going or why. He had knocked on my door barely minutes after I left the kitchen, telling me the Alpha had summoned me to the fifth floor. His private quarters. The elevator doors slid open, and the moment I stepped out, I felt it. This floor was different. The air felt cooler and heavier, like I’d crossed into a space I wasn’t meant to enter casually. Soft lights lined the hallway, reflecting off polished floors. Everything here screamed control and power. What exactly am I doing here? The question echoed in my head and a knot tightened in my stomach. My thoughts went back to the kitchen, Eric’s words replaying themselves whether I wanted them to or not. “I hope you’re prepared… You are sharing a room with me.” At the time, I’d told myself he was teasing. That he couldn’t possibly mean what my mind had jumped to. After all, I’d made myself clear. No sexual relationship. But stan