Chapter 2York stared at the man. He wanted to crawl over to him, needed to touch him, but he believed he’d tried to touch him before and it hadn’t ended well.
“Hey.” Someone grabbed his shoulder, and he flashed teeth at the man who visibly shrank. It made York press his lips together; he never wanted to scare him. He was York’s, and York would never harm him. Frowning, he allowed his gaze to sweep over him. He was about York’s size, maybe bigger, he shouldn’t flinch at teeth.
“Are you okay?” The touch was there again, and York looked away from the man and focused on the source of the voice. Female, a young human woman with blond hair.
“I’m fine.”
She huffed and York looked toward the man again only to find the…bakery empty. “Where did he go?”
“Oh, Torbjorn doesn’t do people. Now that
