Chapter 64 Her Safety

• Mark’s POV
• My heart only stops hammering once we arrive at my penthouse. It’s the closest apartment to the location where Azalea was being held, and no one protested when I suggested it.
• “I guess I have some explaining to do,” I admit, slamming the door shut with my heel. Sighing, I watch as Alpha Hugo leads Azalea to the couch. I gotta get used to the sight of them together. “Or, rather, I think I owe you an apology. I should’ve been upfront about all this.”