Chapter Twenty Seven
Rule 1: If an Alpha seemed calm, you’re f****d.
Third Person’s Point of View
“Laurence!”
The man stilled, confused, and looking like someone who was caught in an act of felony. A small terrified expression printed into his face as he looked back to his mate. Her face is filled with nothing but horror as she stood in where she was, gawking at him with her mouth ajar. She was unsure of what she would say, shaking on the staircase as she descended to meet him. It was not like he could not see the reason why she was reacting in such a certain way.
He had been brawling, and with the structure of his face, she would have been nothing but terrified into knowing that he had always been his clean self to her. To his excuse, he honestly thought that she was stil
