Derrick's POV
The guard led me down the dimly lit hallway, his footsteps quiet as he moved with practiced efficiency. I followed in silence, my grip tight on Nathan's wrist as I pulled him along behind me. My blood was boiling, and my cock was painfully hard from the show Nathan had put on, but I refused to give him the satisfaction of knowing how much he'd gotten under my skin.
The guard stopped at a heavy wooden door and bowed his head slightly. "Alpha Derrick, your room."
I grunted in acknowledgment, my eyes narrowing when I noticed two of my warriors already stationed at the door, their expressions neutral but their eyes keenly aware of the tension radiating from me. They straightened when they saw me, giving respectful nods.
"Guard the door," I commanded. "No one comes in or out until I say so."
"Yes, Alpha," they responded in unison.
