Marcus POV
Green Dress.
When Marcus had scribbled down those words, he’d had no idea the shocking revelation that would ensue.
After leaving the party Marcus had walked back toward the ballroom, hoping to catch Alexa--Sarah while she retired for the night, but there were still a few Alphas present.
Unwilling to answer questions about his presents in the hallway, he’d pulled open the first door he’d noticed, and was now pacing a small supplies closet.
Slowly, he heard the party dying down, while he continued to pace the tiny space. He peeked through the c***k of the door every once in a while, making sure he didn’t miss her.
“So, what do you think of her?” Marcus heard a man asking.
“Pretty little thing. Can’t wait to make her submit when I’m King.” Marcus heard the smirk in Julian’
