The Beta's Contract Mate
He looks different from the man who held me last night when I had a nightmare.
Right now, he looks like the man everyone knows. Paul whispers something to him, and he immediately lifts his eyes to me. I wave at him, but his frown deepens as he says something to Paul, then starts striding towards me.
“Come, Walker. Don’t be a pussy!” Paul shouts, and the crowd parts for Tore. His eyes were trained on me.
“Good morning,” I say when he gets closer, but he wraps his arm around my waist, leans over, and then claims my lips without responding.