Liam
Lily came into my office. Damien was still hovering as I paced back and forth behind my desk, seething. We were mated, and she was running into the arms of that stalker at the inn. Did she feel nothing? My rage was making me irrationally angry, but I didn’t care.
“So?” I asked expectantly.
“She said she was just having lunch with a customer. I don’t think your little growling, wolf-out moment on the phone with her helped the situation,” she said calmly.
“Yea, Vanessa said that it looked like she had a panic attack and ran outside when she hung up on you,” Damien added.
Shit.
“Look, I am going to go up there and explain everything. Maybe I can calm her down, but I am not going to force her to come to you, Liam. I don’t know how but you will have to fix this. You hurt Azalea wor
