12 -The Kissing Booth

Zach shrugged, "Sorry, important call. Please go outside right now. Alpha must be waiting for you."

I glanced at the ceiling, silently wishing for the ground to swallow me. I had assumed Marcus had grown bored of me, not even bothering to come to my bed all night, perhaps spending his time with someone else. It left me feeling disappointed and used.

Sighing, I looked away and made my way outside. Marcus's car stood there, and he sat inside, wearing his shades like a movie star awaiting paparazzi. Ignoring his presence, I walked past the car, refusing to acknowledge him at all.

I reached for my phone to call Nyx for a ride when. Just as the phone touched my ear, a hand swiftly snatched it from behind. Startled, I turned around, my face contorted into a scowl. Marcus's handsome face glanced at my phone screen, quickly pressing the cancel button before returning it to me. I took it, but as soon as our hands touched, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards the car.

"Hey, stop it. I'm