(Back to the present)
Ever’s POV
Hagan? I looked closely, balancing a tray of drinks in my hand. All eyes, including mine, had turned to him. He had a warrior’s hand twisted as the man writhed in pain.
Gasps and murmurs flew around. I was also confused. He had his eyes on one of the Omegas who had been pole dancing, and his gaze turned sour. What was happening?
“What’s he doing…” one of the guests behind me asked.
“Is the Alpha okay?” another added.
Others followed one after the other. Hagan let go of the man’s hand, straightening his collar.
“Forgive me, it seems I have mistaken you for someone else,” he apologized and went back, his head bowed.
“Hey, did you see what happened?” Kia asked me, smiling for some reason.
“I think he thought it was you,” she said, grinning.
“What?” I
