ALLISON'S POV
The moment I saw Alpha Alex surrounded, something snapped inside me.
Oh no.
He's in trouble. I watched as the men attacked him.
My mind didn’t process the danger, the odds, or even my own safety. All I could see was him—bleeding, fighting, refusing to give up against the numbers. My legs moved on their own, carrying me toward the chaos.
“Alpha Alex!” I screamed as I ran towards him. I just wanted to help.
He was holding his ground. His powerful frame twisted and turned as he landed hits on the masked attackers, even though I could see he was hurt. Blood streaked down his arm and soaked into his shirt, but he didn’t stop. Not yet.
The moment my voice rang out, one of the men turned toward me. I froze for a split second as his masked face tilted, sizing me up. Then,
