Delilah, in a desperate rush, threw herself against the door, her forehead beaded with sweat.
Seeing her struggling and acting like she would be anywhere but in a closed, confined space like him, his brows knitted.
"Are you more powerful than an alpha? Can you do anything if I say it's locked and can't open?" Kristian asked.
He lost his temper with the girl when she didn't listen and continued struggling against the door.
"Ouch!" Her nail broke as it roughed against the metal door.
Seeing blood oozing from her fingers as she held her hand but was still going for another try, Kristian had her hand.
"Have you lost your mind? I am saying it's locked. We can't do anything from inside. This was how it was built to keep it a secret. I will call my beta –" Kristian stopped speaking when he remembered they barely get any signals here if the door is closed.
He still fished out his phone to try to call.
