Chapter 72
I inched away from him, my body shaking slightly under his heavy gaze. "No one."
"Rochelle, tell me." His voice was softer this time, but he didn't bother to hide the frustration in his features.
I let out a soft sigh as I pulled myself up into a sitting position and leaned back against the backboard behind my bed. "Malcolm," I whispered, hoping that he didn't hear me. But unfortunately, I had no such luck there.
Within seconds, he was standing in front of my bed with a malicious expression across his face. His hands were now clenched on either side of his body and he was taking deep breaths as if trying to calm himself down. As he stared down at me, I knew very well that I wasn't staring at Marcus. Instead, I was staring at his wolf who had now taken over him completely due to my words.