"Is that all you want from me?" I asked for clarity. He shut his eyes and looked away with his jaw ticking.
I waited and he turned back to look at me, "I don't do relationships. I'm a monster. Plus, I definitely don't deal with beautiful and breathtaking w****s who come back to their mates after f*****g their husbands."
My heart dug deeply in pain and for the first time I heard my wolf whimper. At least he called me beautiful and breathtaking, I thought trying to calm myself down but he wasn't letting me off that easily.
He smirked at me and continued, "How many times did you f**k him that he had the guts to talk to me like that? Now he has divorced you, why don't you reject me? You leftover."
"I will not be regarded like that! Like-like some scum. You better watch your tongue, you dog
