Honey’s Pov.
This morning was a f*****g s**t show, and the last thing or woman I wanted to see was the one that I caught locking lips with my mate. Yet, her voice called out on the other side of the bedroom.
I was shocked, to say the least that she dared to come in here. My wolf wanted nothing but to claw her eyes out, and I felt her possessive self seeping through. Something I had never experienced before; her audaciousness could either help her or dig her deeper into the pit she had unwillingly fallen into.
“I'm waving a white flag out here.” She said and nervously chuckled. “I come in peace.” Her words hung in the air, a fragile peace offering. Did I want it? The answer never came; after a long moment of silence, she seemed to grow more desperate, and her voice wavered. “I didn't
