Anna stood lost in thought, her gaze shifting between Robert and Logan. A sense of déjà vu washed over her as she tried to recall where she might have encountered Robert before. She wracked her brain, but the memory remained elusive, like a shadow dancing at the edge of her consciousness.
"Why the sudden change of heart to mark her?" Robert's voice cut through Anna's thoughts, his tone laced with amusement.
Logan's jaw tightened as he watched Robert, his eyes narrowing in thinly veiled irritation. He stepped closer to Anna, a silent reassurance amidst the tension.
Robert leaned in, his hand brushing against Anna's neck as he examined the intricate design of her necklace. A low growl rumbled from Logan's chest, a primal warning to keep his distance.
"Do not touch her again," Logan's voice was a low, dangerous rumble, his gaze fixed on Robert with unwavering intensity.
