Eros's pov
My fingers tightened around the champagne flute instead of where I wanted them which was Dmitri's neck.
I knew I would enjoy snuffing the very life out of him before cremating his body for daring to place a hand on my mate's shoulder.
He looked like the happiest man in the world with a wide smile on his face as he chatted with her by his side, introducing her to who cared to look his way as his girlfriend.
I hated him so much that I wanted to ruin his face with my fist before making my wolf take out his own wolf as my wolf felt every bit worse than I did.
My Bambi on the other hand was easily the most stunning woman in the room.
From the moment she walked in, in one of the dinner gowns I had gotten for her when we went shopping, I haven't been able to take my eyes off her.
