“Liam... I....—”
“—Scarlett Azalea!” a voice then screamed disapprovingly from afar.
My head shot up so quick as I heard the name, the missing piece finally being uncovered.
Azalea. Her last name was Azalea. Why the hell couldn’t someone have yelled that out five minutes ago?
I quickly released myself from Liam’s grip and took several steps back, looking over to who had spoken. It was Scarlett’s mother, marching towards me with a group of people trailing behind.
Safe to say that she looked furious.
“What is the meaning of all of this?” she demanded. “I thought we were coming here to celebrate your marking, yet I find you both in a pig pen with ropes. Are you trying to embarrass us? Why is all of this here?”
“Not now. This doesn’t concern—”
She moved towards me before I could finish
