Chapter 33
- Liam
- I barely had Alex upright, his drunken form swaying with each unsteady step when Lucas stormed up to me, his face twisted with anger.
- Lucas’s jaw clenched as though he were grinding his teeth to dust. I expected him to lash out, to grab my shirt or wrist—that was just who Lucas was. But he didn’t. Instead, he followed me, fury emanating with every stride.