15 - The Alpha can't get enough of me

SOFIA

As much as I tried to tug free, Maverick’s hold on my arm tightened. He did not let go until we were inside dreadful four walls of our cell. Harley and Miles didn’t look too happy, like I’d broken a moral code by talking to Brax and Danny.

Maverick locked the cell once we were inside. I noticed the veins in his neck were going to pop with all the pent-up anger inside him and his eyes blazed with unbridled fury.

“What the fuck were you talking to them about?” He demanded.

“Nothing.”

“Don’t lie to me, Sofia.” He snapped, “It didn’t look like nothing to me. If you don’t want to tell me, I have other means to find out.”

“Can’t you read my thoughts?” I taunted him.

“You’re already aware I can’t do that. Your thoughts are guarded and you’re using that against me.”

“Fine!” I huffed, sitting down on the bed. “I asked Brax if he could be my protector instead of you.”

Maverick blinked and if I didn’t know better, I’d say there was hurt and disappointment clear in those eyes. “Why would yo