AMELIA's pov

"Damned little mutt! You must be out of your mind! How could you think that she's your mother?" Camille reached for Noah and once again snatched him away from me.

"No!" I yelled, lunging forward, fingers barely brushing the sleeve of his shirt before someone slammed into my shoulder and shoved me back.

The crowd who were in Camille's favor were already scampering to stand between them and me. So I was forced to watch while Camille clung to my pup with a firm grip.

"Let me ...