#Chapter 18: A Weak Link

Lucas burst into his office with an intimidating force, startling the security guard. "What's going on here?" he shouted. "This girl sneaked into your office," the guard stammered nervously while exposing his neck to Lucas. "We're removing her from the building immediately." "Let go of her," Lucas snarled, causing the guard to release his grip on me instantly. It was evident that Lucas commanded a certain level of respect within the company. "Shana is my guest, and I don't appreciate you manhandling her like that," Lucas growled at the guard. "I think it's time for you to take a break." Glancing down at my arm, I noticed a few bruises starting to form where the security guard had grasped me. I rubbed the tender skin gently, trying to soothe the discomfort. Lucas seemed to catch my gesture and a flicker of concern crossed his face. His gaze swept over my body, and for a moment, I wondered if he saw me as the weak, wolfless girl I perceived myself to b