(Wakes’s POV)
The second I got into the car, I slammed the door and barked at the driver. “Move. Now.”
The engine roared to life, tires spinning against the pavement as we shot away from the gala. The city lights blurred past the window, but I didn’t see them.
All I saw, all I could see, was her… the way she had walked past me, the way Blake had blocked me, the way the crowd had pressed against us like witnesses to my humiliation.
Heron sat across from me, quiet. Too quiet. That silence made my blood boil. I spun toward him, my fists clenched.
“Explain!” I growled. “Explain why the hell I wasn’t alerted when they left the apartment? I told you to have everything monitored, every door, every corner, and every f*cking move either of them made. You were supposed to tell me the second th
