#Chapter 36 Three Against One

“I don’t want that,” Herold says, breaking the long, ebbing silence in the hallway. “I don’t want to forget about you. I never have and I never will.” I can feel the hot tears on my face, the music from the ballroom downstairs so distant but somewhat upbeat. I can just picture her now, spinning across the dancefloor with Alpha Connor, using her maleficent charms on that pathetic Alpha. I bite my words, my frustrations, and feel my back sulk against the wall. “Shh, relax,” Gabriel hums, his arms caressing around me tightly. He hold me in place, my mind finally realizing that I wasn’t up against a wall at all, but instead the dominate Alpha King. He brushes my cheek with his warm lips. “Everything is going to be okay, my dear.” “It’s not,” I groan. My stomach aches, just like my head. “No one—no one believes me…” “I didn’t—’ Herold says, pushing himself to unsteady stance. “I just know what I was told about Olivia’s death and I—”