Chapter 35

Chapter 35

Myla's fingers curled tightly around Noah's arm as the mall's vibrant chaos engulfed them. Around them, shoppers bustled, children laughed, and the distant aroma of pretzels and coffee mingled in the air. Amid this orchestrated chaos, her brain buzzed with a ferocious intensity, debating between feigning deafness or facing the aggravating man that happened to be her mate.

Before she could decide whether to answer, Alex's voice erupted likeyy a fire alarm, calling out her name again as though he was a drowning man at sea that needed her to save him.

Noah's response was a study in restrained tension. His arm flexed under her grasp, and like a skilled tactician, he shifted, positioning himself slightly in front of her, as if he was protecting her from an oncoming storm.

Maybe he was, she knew precisely how this scene was bound to unfold. That was why she had been trying to avoid it, but now, the trouble had come to her.

Noah's eyes narrowed and an icy smile took over his featu