Carefully, I touched the stranger’s arm. “I don’t need his apology.”
Today alone, I walked in on my husband with his mistress, found out said mistress was pregnant, lost my marriage, suffered through the pain of a severed bond and on top of it all, almost been imprisoned.
Right now, I just wanted to be as far away from all of this as possible. Preferably a small quiet room where I could scream into a pillow and then cry my eyes out.
The stranger replied without taking his steady gaze off Damien.
“He’ll give it anyway.”
Damien’s jaw tightened. “I will take this to the king,” he snapped. “You trespassed, threatened an Alpha, interfered in pack affairs.” Emboldened by his rage, he took a step closer. “When he makes you apologize, I will ask for your head instead.”
A faint, amused laug
