Natalie’s POV
I froze at the sight of them together. I knew they weren’t kissing, but it certainly looked like it. Alpha Zane wouldn’t kiss anyone so randomly—especially not a maid like her.
But the way he leaned in, staring at her so intently, made my blood boil. I clenched my fists, furious. That b***h was clearly trying to get his attention, and now it seemed like Alpha Zane was giving it to her.
And then she lost her balance—only for him to catch her. By the waist. My eyes widened in pure rage at the sight of his hands on her, holding her like that. But I forced myself to suppress my anger, unwilling to show any signs of discomfort while Alpha Zane was still here.
I shot a glare at the girl, whose waist was still wrapped in his strong, masculine hands. To my satisfaction, my glare
