Chapter Twenty-Eight
Ana
I turned around slowly, my heart hammering against my ribs.
There he was. Desmond stood just a few feet away, his face twisted in a way that made my stomach turn. For a long moment, I could only stare at him.
I had truly believed he was gone, that he had finally stayed in the car like I asked. I should have known better. An Alpha like him didn't know how to follow orders; he only knew how to give them.
He stepped toward me, his movements heavy and aggressive. Before I could move away, he reached out and grabbed my arm, pulling me hard against his chest. His grip was like iron. He didn't look at me; his eyes were fixed on the man sitting across from me.
"Is this the friend you said you wanted to meet?" Desmond asked.
His voice was a low growl that vibrated th
