Zen walked out of the room with an indifferent expression on his face, his shirt still unbuttoned, letting the little mark on his shoulder, show clearly.
He gave a sour smile when he noticed his men trying to stop her from barging in, though none of them dared lay a hand on her and were only trying to block her as 'respectfully' as they could.
"Why haven't you thrown her out yet?" he asked casually, though he already knew the answer. Even if Ramona Vye was not Luna yet, no one would risk offending her. She was the Alpha's fated mate. And their mating ceremony was going to be announced tonight.
His words had her look up at him from where she was angrily staring down the guards. In the next instance, she smiled up at him as if nothing stood between them and then pushed past the guards' light hold and ran straight toward him.
