CONNOR SHELBY.
“Oh my God," I exhaled in my mind at how it all played out before my eyes.
I wanted to go after her, grab her hands and launch into a tirade of explanation.
But it felt as though my feet grew roots and suddenly pinned me to the spot. I couldn’t move a bloody inch.
It unsettled me to see the crushed look on her face as she ran out of the café.
But it wasn’t my feet’s fault, I sensed the firm grip of Marcus’s hand on my arm holding me back. And when he realized that I had noticed his hands on mine, he took two steps backward, stood at attention and bowed to me.
“I’m sorry Alpha.” he apologized with his eyes still facing the ground. “I just felt it was best not to go after her at this point. With the reporters around us and all. I believe we can handle this
