Before he could look up, he and this woman in his arms were the only ones left in the corridor, and in a blink, the PRS agents had surrounded him while his face was in his beast form.
"Don't shoot! It's Pedro's daughter!" Their leader shouted, noticing who the girl in her wedding gown was. Immediately the other agents froze with eyes wide open. What could she be doing here in her wedding dress?
Noah looked up petrified, unconsciously his eyes strayed down to the gun in their hands, those dangerous bullets were in there.
"Save me, Alpha Rowanthea," Joseline whispered again.
This became a nightmare, will he survive if he fought them? No, Joseline in his arms was no game to bet on.
