章 23: Use Me

Beta Seymor dropped his phone upon seeing his alpha holding someone else's hand—Diana Ritchell's hand!

"You dropped your phone," said Diana as she took a seat. Letting go of the alpha, who she once feared, she received a low dissatisfied growl from the towering man behind her.

Looking back at him, Alpha Dylan immediately took her other hand before he pulled her to take a seat beside him.

'Okay? Who is this dog and where did the wolf go?' Diana could not help but bite back her chuckle after seeing this hundred-and-eighty-degree turn of countenance.

"Pick up your phone," Alpha Dylan commanded, snapping his poor beta from his trance.

"Y-Yeah! I dropped it! Oh, yeah. My phone dropped from my hands…" Shaking his head from the reverie of nightmare and reality clashing into one in front of him. With his back against the two, he felt a glaring gaze pinned on him, making him look at the source of such hostility.