"Then give me a private audience," Athena snapped, her chair scraping back as she rose to her feet. "Right now."
Kraven's expression darkened instantly. "Absolutely not." His tone carried steel. The idea of leaving Athena alone with his brother was a thorn that pierced deep.
But before he could object further, Xavier moved. In one smooth motion, he caught Athena by the wrist and tugged her toward the door.
"Wait…" Kraven half-rose, his chair screeching against the floor but Xavier's sharp glance over his shoulder froze him mid-step.
The door shut behind them with a decisive click, leaving Kraven seething in silence, his fists clenched on the table.
That smug bastard… always taking what he wanted, dragging Athena away as if she were some prize only he had rights to.
