Page 148 of Rhythm Of Our Souls
My pulse pounds in my ears as I grip the table for support.
“Is it true that you're seeing another woman?” a different reporter asks. “A Lucinda Carter. And isn’t it true that her parents were a part of a cult?”
“How do you feel about her being mated to members of a gang? How is this going to affect your career?"
“A gang? You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” Gavin growls. “This is fucking bullshit.”
There’s this buzzing in my ears as I continue to watch, my body shaking as nausea rolls through me.
They continue to shout questions at her, following her, hounding her. Her team tries to get everything under control, but when one of the reporters manages to grab Ally and yank her into him, my hands fly up to my mouth as I gasp in horror.
“Let go of me!” she screams in his face.
“Tell us!” he shouts back over the crowd. “Are they your pack members?”
“No,” I sob out at the same time Brady roars before throwing something against the wall because we saw it, we saw what just happened.
That reporter is an Alpha. And he just used his bark to force her into answering his question.
Her lower lip wobbles, terror in her eyes. Liam shouts, trying to get back to her, but there are so many people that he can’t get to her.
“Yes,” she says, her voice broken. “They are.”
The crowd goes nuts, and a million more questions are thrown at her.
I watch in horror as Liam loses his shit. He starts punching people or pushing them out of the way, trying to get to Ally.
My heart fucking breaks as the cops tackle him to the ground, putting him in cuffs.
Ally is sobbing, and now so am I. Her team finally manages to get her free from the crowd, but she’s screaming Liam’s name.
I fall to my knees, feeling helpless.
“Come on, baby,” Gavin whispers in my ear before wrapping his arms around me and pulling me to my feet. “We gotta go to the police station and get your Alpha out.”
“Where is Brady?” I ask, trembling violently in his arms.
“He already left.” Gavin presses a kiss to my temple. “Everything is going to be okay.”
Really? Then why does it feel like my whole world is crashing down around me?
We need to get to Ally. We need to make sure she’s okay. And Liam. God, my Alpha. The fear on his face as they ripped Ally away from him is devastating.
This cannot be happening?
I hate myself for even complaining about being on tour and away from home. Because then we were safe. We were happy. In our own little bubble.
This is my fault. I wanted to stop hiding. Now, the world knows, and they are not happy. Did I just end Ally’s career? All because I was selfish and wanted more time with her?
Ally
Numb. That's what I feel. Everything is fucked up. How could everything go south so fast?
One minute, life is great, I’m on cloud fucking nine, living my best life, and the next I’m lying in a fucking hospital bed.
Physically, I’m fine. Mentally? Not so much.
I haven't spoken since it happened.
