PART TWO: CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

“Who are you?” Beta Zoey’s booming voice questioned, his feet approaching the aching scene.

The man who was speaking cruelly to Clarissa got on his feet. “I-”

Zoey temporarily paid no heed to Andrea whose countenance had quickly changed.

After helping Zaramanni off the ground, the Beta's face wore a frown because of a little groan that slipped out of Zara's lips. The way she dearly held the side of her stomach concerned Zoey as well.

That display of slight pain caused Zoey to dart flaming glares in the direction of the strange man that had found his way into the manor.

“What did you do?” he demanded.

“I- I didn’t mean to-” Andrea sighed as he watched the uniformed men who were walking with Beta Zoey help Clarissa. “I was just trying to talk to my mate.”

“Clarissa?” Zoey was still closely holding Zara, as though saying he would never leave her unless something forces him to do so.

“Yes. I was just trying to have a conversation with my wife who has not been home for days bu