Allen sat in one of the quieter bar areas staring morosely at the bottle of whisky in front of him wishing desperately that he hadn't laid eyes on the scene that greeted him when he poked his head around the door to make sure that Lexi was okay.
He had run into Ann in the corridor on his way back with Adam, and she had filled them in on the less-than-desirable outcome of the council meeting. He was furious for her and also concerned. She might be a tough cookie, but somewhere, underneath all that hard exterior was s fragile woman, he was sure of it.
As soon as Ann had mentioned just how bothered she had been, Allen made his excuses and set off to the training room that Ann had pointed him to.
He hadn't intended to interrupt her, not unless she was really upset, but his wolf was restless and he just had to make sure that she was okay.
But when he had poked his head around the door, and seen Greyson with her…
He wasn't proud of it, but he fled.