Third Person's POV
At the café, Marcus's expression was foul.
He ignored the phone and glared at Darcy. "Who told you to come over?" he demanded.
"Alpha Marcus, didn't you say to inform you immediately for urgent matters?" Darcy responded.
"Is this an urgent matter?" Marcus retorted, tugging at his tie.
He realized he'd been doing this a lot lately, but when he tried to loosen it, he found it wouldn't budge.
Looking down, he saw Kelsey had tied a knot in it.
After struggling in vain to undo it, he gave up, muttering, "Kelsey, don't let me catch you again!"
Leaning back in the booth, he noticed the property settlement documents on the table. The feel of her slender waist still lingered in his palm, refusing to fade.
Darcy spoke up hesitantly, "Alpha Marcus, Angela mentioned she's c
