Chapter 50

Grace flinched as his cold fingers ran down her neck, a pissed expression on his handsome features. His jaw clenched tight and eyes flared with something unknown that she didn’t want to mistake as anger.

“Who did this?” Bloodlust ran in his veins, darkness taking over his human side. She didn’t answer him instead eyes widened with raw panic before she immediately placed her hand on her neck, hiding the raging bluish-purple marks on her neck. She should be careful.

Anger was just a word, Maverick was seething with rage. Did Arden happen to be that man who left his marks on her? On some other man tried to touch her? Many thoughts rang in his irrational head and every one of them made him more furious.

Grace averted her gaze, not looking at him and Maverick knew she was hiding something. Grabbing her back the wrist, he dragged her to the lot where his car was parked. Grace knew she was done. She tripped behind him as he pulled her with him, making her match his long s