Ivy's POV

My heart heaved heavily in my chest the moment I caught a glimpse of him. My fingers squeezed tightly around the fabric of my dress, and I lowered my head, ready to run.

“What’s the matter, Miss Ivy? Why are you trembling all over?” Jacob asked, his eyes narrowing in curiosity.

Before I could answer, the sleek black car rolled to a stop.

“Are you scared of Alpha Dante Valentino too?” His question made me sink back into my seat, my chance to flee slipping ...