Marcus POV
I smile watching the normally soft-spoken Esme give our mate hell. He never should have run from her. She really does love him. Hell, I never expected to have him as a mate. I'm not saying I have never been attracted to some of the warriors in our pack, but I was so in love with Esme I never really gave into those feelings. Now to be standing here watching a very hot alpha that is meant to be mine kiss the sh*t out of the woman that is meant to be ours has my c*cking pressing hard against the seam of my jeans.
When his eyes meet mine, a shiver of fear courses through me. Fear that he won't want me to be part of this. Fear that he will only want her. He releases his hold on Esme and stalks toward me. His hand shoots out and grips the back of my neck. My eyes are lost in his. "
