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CHAPTER 12: TOUCH HER AGAIN–1
KNOX’S POV
The elevator doors open and I’m hit with exactly what I wanted–pure, beautiful chaos.
Reporters everywhere, cameras flashing like a goddamn warzone. Hotel security trying to hold back a tide of bodies and microphones.
And right in the center of it all, providing the main entertainment, is Gale Crawford having the meltdown of the century.
“My wife was kidnapped! She’s being held against her will!” His voice cracks, shrill and desperate, echoing terribly through the marble lobby. “This man–the Lycan King–he’s using her! I’m here to save her from her kidnapper!”
Perfect. Couldn’t have scripted it better myself.
The reporters smell blood instantly. They pivot toward us like sharks, shouting over each other in a feeding frenzy:
“Is the Lycan King involved with a married omega?”
“How long has this affair been going on?”
“Did you kidnap Mrs. Crawford?”
“Is this a hostage situation?”
“Mr. Volkov! Mr. Volkov, can you comment on the allegations?”
I feel Ember tense beside me but she doesn’t falter. Good girl.
Gale tries to shove through the crowd, screaming Ember’s name like a lunatic who’s lost his last marble.
Security blocks him and he fights against their hold–red–faced, sweating through his expensive suit, veins bulging in his neck, eyes wild with panic.
This isn’t the composed, ass–kissing alpha who sits in my board meetings. This is a man watching his carefully constructed life implode in real time, and he has no idea how to handle it.
Fucking beautiful.
I guide Ember toward the podium someone’s helpfully set up, hand possessive on the small of her back. The touch is intentional, unmistakable. Every wolf in this room can read it…
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territorial claim, mine, back the fuck off.
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