Mary's POV

George struggled with me as I picked my phone.

"Leave me!" I yelled. "Since you don't want me to go confront the Alpha king with the fear that I'll be arrested and you'll not get to set your eyes on me, let me speak out my mind online. There's no better place than here." I rushed over my words. Turning around swiftly, I escaped his grip.

Running away from the room, I locked myself in the second bedroom. I logged into my social media accounts, all at once. It's a function I've got in my new phone. I don't pass through the stress of typing manually in each....