Chapter Thirty-Five
***Westleyan***
A Goddess-damned choker.
My mate has a f*****g choker?! You have got to be kidding me. The thought of another man thinking that he has any kind of claim to my woman infuriates me.
What has she done with him?
Hades wants to kill him.
Does she love him?
He wants to lock her away, and never let her out of our sight again.
She’s sitting next to me in the town-car quietly, and I have my hand on her thigh. Hades is so angered by the thought of what she may have done with this other guy that he doesn’t want to even look at her right now, but I can’t bear to let her get too far from me. I desperately want to confront her, but we’re sharing a car with her mom and Jarron.
“We need to discuss our next course of action,” Jarron mindlinks me. “Clarice
