Trapped between the wall and Alpha Alvin, Annabelle could only stare at him, fear evident in her eyes.

"Coming into my office wasn't a right option, Annabelle, and I need to mark you because you are stubborn," he said, a smirk lying at the edge of his lips, his long lashes fluttering as he observed her body, before locking eyes with her.

"But if you mark me, it wouldn't even make me loyal to you," she replied, trying to conceal her fear. She wanted to walk away, and expected him to make a way for her to pass, but he didn't. She bit her bottom lip, feeling uncomfortable with their...