PAIGE
I was in utter disbelief at the sudden intrusion, my mouth still hanging open at the sight of Hazel, my nose flared as he glared at both Emery and I. Emery was in some sort of a frozen state, his eyes blown wide and I could see the fear in them. He'd probably be a lot more scared if he was a werewolf and could perceive the angry, possessive pheromones oozing out of Hazel. I couldn't get more words out than the obvious question as to why he was suddenly here and a spluttered refusal to his demand before I was suddenly manhandled to the position I was now in, his thankfully meaty shoulder digging into the flesh of my lower stomach as he marched out of the restaurant like I wasn't screaming and squirming to be let down.
My face burned in embarrassment at the scene he created, catching
