Chapter 327
Vincent
I didn't even notice when this happened.
One moment, the beach bar was bustling—tourists laughing, couples posing for photos, the usual noise of a luxury resort. Now? Nothing. Empty chairs. Abandoned drinks. The distant sound of waves, but no human voices.
Eerie.
Unsettling.
I let my guard down. Stupid. So stupid.
I look around slowly, scanning for threats. Not a single tourist. Not a single customer. Just empty space and the woman sitting calmly beside me.
I stand up.
"Sit down."
Her voice is soft, but it's a command. The kind you don't question.
More commands. Females Alphas and their moods. Always needing to prove something.
I ignore her, staying on my feet. If she wants me to sit, she can make me.
"Why don't you call your twin?" I gesture vaguely. "I'd like to talk to him. Man to man. Settle this like adults."
She tilts her head, a faint smile playing at her lips.
"Oh?"
That single syllable carries so much amusement it makes my jaw tight.
