Abigail's POV
I watched as Amanda flinched in fear, trying to slip away through the crowd. Christopher stood there, jaw tight, his face unreadable.
"Shall we?" Asher asked, his warm hand wrapping around mine.
"Mm, yes," I murmured, intertwining my fingers with his.
Daniel walked ahead of us, smiling slightly. The car was already waiting outside, and Asher opened the door for me. Just as I stepped forward, a furious yell tore through the air.
"Abigail!"
Christopher's voice was raw with rage as he lunged toward me, shoving through the gathered wolves.
"What the hell do you think you did in that room, Abigail?" he bellowed. "You f*****g disgraced me! In front of the entire pack! And you think you have the right?"
Asher moved instantly, but I placed a hand on his chest, stopping him.
