Alpha Gabriel’s POV
I look down at Chesca again as she lies in my arms. Her eyes are closed, her face contorted and tense as she whimpers lightly against my chest.
“Gabriel…” she moans quietly, her fingers griping my shirt as her body writhes around in my arms.
I try not to react but the truth is I’m barely f*****g holding it together.
Everything about her, every tiny movement of her face, every sound that she makes right now, threatens to elicit a wild response from me. There’s nothing to stop me pinning her against the wall in this corridor right now and f*****g her senseless, but resit the overwhelming urge and I keep moving regardless.
“Get out of my f*****g way!” I bark out at any asshole who happens to cross my path.
Their bodies are thrown up against the wall violently,
