Chapter 12. Crossing Lines

Marcel POV

I kicked the wall and drove my fist into it as if the brick wall in my office was the prick’s face. My official Alpha ceremony was hours ago and I felt great that was until I witnessed the most blood-boiling thing ever.

“Fuck!” I picked up a glass from the console table and hurled it out the window. I heard it shatter on the road.

“What’s wrong with him?” I heard Gary ask Loki outside my office door.

I couldn’t get the image out of my head. He touched her. That young beta touched Paris. He was so bold so confident and the worst part was she let him!

It wasn’t just jealousy that he had his freaking hand between her legs but rage that he had his hand between her fucking legs.

“Don’t know. He’s been like this since last night.”

“Is there anything left of the room?” Gary asked.

I could imagine my right-hand man shrugging as a response.

I knew she was at the after-party when she arrived. She couldn’t hide her sc