SASHA.
She recognized me.
That was the first thought that came to my mind. But how?
“Now now,” Bello said, his hand slipping down to my waist, drawing me into his body and tucking me in, as though I was a pet. His pet. “Where could you have met my girl?”
“Your girl? She's already your girl?” Alpha Turk asked, frowning.
Bello made a sound at the back of his throat, which reverberated through his whole body as he leaned down and inhaled the side of my neck. Deeply.
My legs wobbled, and if he wasn't holding me, I definitely would've fallen face first to the floor.
“Do you have a problem with that, brother?” He answered, his face still in the crook of my neck.
Alpha Turk didn't respond, instead, he kept staring at us. His eyes moved from my stiff face to Bello's buried face, expression
