ZACHARY’s POV.
As soon as I enter my hotel room, I fling the pajamas on the bed and slump on it. I genuinely do not know what’s going on or how I got here. The last thing I remember was hanging out with Karen just for a while and now we are married? What the hell? How did we get here? Why can’t I even remember what happened to that memory? Why can’t I remember it? It’s just so fleeting in my head and I can’t get a grasp of it but in everything, I can’t let Zayn have her. She is mine, she was mine so what the hell?
Seeing them together kind of triggers something inside of me, seeing another man holding and touching her made me so upset but I know I can’t go head to head with him yet. He is the alpha king and I am just an alpha, he will win me hands down.
I rake my fingers through my hair
