His hand clamped around my wrist as he led me toward the staircase tucked in the corner of the bar.
“Where are we going?” I asked, trying to sound casual even though my voice shook. Warning bells started to ring in my head. “Mindie… Mindie is waiting for me.”
“I’m bringing you upstairs,” Alpha Bryson said gently with a smile that made my stomach turn. “Thought we could go somewhere quieter for you to take a little break.”
“No…” I insisted, trying to glance over my shoulder for any glimpse of Mindie, but my vision was slowly becoming blurry. “I want to stay here.”
“Your friend will be fine,” he said easily. His grip shifted to the small of my back, stroking my skin through the fabric of my blouse with deliberate intent as he half-carried me up the stairs. “You’ve had a long day. Let me help you unwind.”
