Gabriel's POV
I looked angrily at what was going on in front of me, the woman, my queen, now with her hand on a man's leg, exploring back and forth.
She was stunned and looked surprised, did I come at a bad time and spoil your day?
I angrily pulled her to another corner, and she kept struggling, her wrists red from my tugging.
"What are you doing? Let go!"
"Are you trying to seduce Beta? You're going to find another man if you don't get to sleep with me?"
"What do you mean, Gabriel, do you know what you're talking about?"
"Don't you know yourself? Is it appropriate to put your hand on a man's leg?"
"Didn't you see the cake spill?"
"So what? He doesn't have hands, can't he wipe them himself? Does it have to be you?"
She didn't answer any of my continuous questioning, and her face
