Eryx didn't wait for another word. His grip tightened around Lunara's wrist as he pulled her toward the door.
"Mr. Grantham, wait!" Lunara stumbled slightly, trying to keep up with his long strides. "You're hurting me!"
He didn't slow down, his jaw clenched and eyes stormy with unspoken frustration. The second they stepped out of Regina's office, he slammed the door shut behind them, causing Lunara to flinch.
"Eryx! My name is Eryx!" he shouted, his voice echoing through the hallway.
Lunara stared at him, wide-eyed. "What…?" she stammered, completely thrown off by his sudden outburst.
"You always called me 'Mr. Grantham'," he said, his voice laced with frustration. "Like I'm just some business associate. Like we don't—like I never—" He exhaled sharply, raking a hand through his hair. "You really don't see a problem with that?"
