Bec’s P.O.V.
I couldn’t look away from those eyes, those hostile eyes who had caused me so much pain and sadness over the last months of my life.
How the hell did he get here?
How did he get past the pack borders?
Why was he just standing here? Blending right in?
What is he going to do!?
“Babe, are you OK?” Archer sounded in my ear, making me look at him. I couldn’t tell him, no matter how much I wanted to tell him that Tim was standing right in the crowd watching us, I couldn’t tell him. I knew Archer, he would react, he would launch himself into the crowds to try and get to Tim. But I had seen Amber’s face while Tim was standing behind her, the despair and fear. Something was wrong. For all I knew, Tim could have a knife pressed up into Amber’s back. Archer was fast, but he would n
