|Carmella|
Yet, before I could even attempt to get away, rough hands seized my arms. Marcus’s men, their grips bruising and firm, closed in on either side of me.
“Not so fast,” one of them sneered, his tone dripping with derision.
A curse burned on my tongue, but I bit it back. If I had even a fraction more strength, I’d take them down in an instant. Omegas like them wouldn’t stand a chance against me at my full power. But Marcus’s allies were nearby, their watchful eyes glinting with malice. One wrong move, and I wouldn’t live to see another day.
“Fvcking bastards!” Marcus snarled, the sharp edge of his voice cutting through the tense air. His attention snapped back to me, and with a fury that made my blood run cold, he marched forward, his rage now directed solely at me.
Before I co
