The moment the heat hit my tongue, panic flickered through me, my instincts reacting faster than thought as I covered my mouth and fumbled for tissue. Across from me, Elliot's presence shifted instantly, his attention snapping to me with the sharp alertness of an Alpha responding to distress within his immediate circle.
"Did the tea scald you? Show me."
His voice carried concern beneath its firmness, a protective edge that made it clear he would not ignore even the smallest sign of harm. I shook my head quickly, still clutching my mouth as I tried to steady myself. "I-I'm fine."
It's just my tongue… it burned a little.
Before I could fully recover, Elliot signaled for the waiter, his tone leaving no room for delay as he requested ice water. The response was immediate, and within moments, a chilled glass was placed before me, the coolness easing the sting as I sipped and regained control over the discomfort.
