Helen POV
I hurried to get to Justin’s side, worried that Randy’s pause would grow into a fight, but he took me into his lap and brushed my hair back, letting me lean into his chest while he held me simply, carefully—lovingly.
“Randy, tell him,” I plead. “Tell him he’s being irrational. You don’t like me like that.”
Justin didn’t even growl at me, didn’t try to help me not defend Randy, and I thought it was weird that Justin was so smooth over this accusation that was obviously a lie.
But still, Randy sat there perplexed and ignorant to reply.
I kissed my mate’s lips quick, wanting to ease the tension, but I saw Randy flinch behind me, the sight making my heart drop in dread. Everyone saw it, too.
Everyone could tell Justin’s accusation wasn’t false after all.
I looked on in ho
