Tiara’s POV
I turned away and started walking, eager to escape his presence, when his voice rang out behind me.
“We are not done yet.”
I didn’t look back. I didn’t want to know what he meant. My skin still tingled with the memory of his hand, like his touch had burned its way into me. I hated that he could still get under my skin like this. I hated that I even had to face him today.
Lost in thought, I didn’t realize someone was in front of me until I collided into a firm chest.
I staggered back slightly, startled, but a hand reached out and steadied me.
“Hey, are you alright?”
I looked up.
Alpha Nicholas.
He was watching me with a look of concern etched across his face. The crease between his brows deepened as he studied me.
“What’s wrong?” he asked quietly. “You look... upset.”
