Chapter:- 87

Someone is enjoying the exhibit. Emma pulled her arm away from the stranger's grip.

"Playing hard to get, that's fine. Mark, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Mark stepped even more into Emma's space, and Emma had half a mind to toss the drink she had on the Alpha. She took a few steps back to increase the distance between them.

"If you'll excuse me. Emma turned to walk away when she felt her wrist being grabbed.

"Hold on, don't go."

Anger coursing through her veins, Emma twisted her arm so that Mark's arm was bent at an unnatural angle.

Listen, Mr. Mark. I'd rather not make a scene, but there's no saying what I might do if you harass me one more time. Do I make myself clear? She added a bit more force to his arm, knowing that it was difficult to overpower Emma from this angle no matter how much stronger the alpha was. The years of self-defense classes she had taken in case she or Clary were ever in danger were finally paying off. When Mark's grip loosened, he let go and took a step back.