456 The Trouble with Shaw - Part 1

KALLE

Kalle sucked in a breath, but didn't have time to respond as her uncle Shaw, still in the slacks, shirtsleeves and sweater vest he'd been wearing at dinner, clamped onto her arm and started dragging her back towards the house. She had a passing thought that it was too cold for him to be out there dressed like that, but he stormed forward, only turning to glare back at her over his shoulder with a look that said he'd like to slap her face.

"Don't ever got anywhere near there, Kalle!" he snarled, holding her wrist in a vice grip. She tried to break it, tried to pry his fingers off, but only ended up stumbling along behind him.

"What—what are you doing out here?" she hissed.

But Shaw was still pulling her away from the portal, gesturing with his free hand, spitting he was so angry. "What the hell are you thinking?! Your mate will return—and even if he doesn't, you'll only get yourself killed by going in there!"