Ivy's POV
"Take that coat and go back to the pack house," He ordered, almost growling at me. His gaze was piercing, like a hungry lion watching its prey from afar.
I took a deep breath and shook my head. "No," I managed to say. "I'm not going back."
"Ivy, listen to me." His voice was stern but I didn't want to listen at all. I'm sick of it.
"I don't want to! I'm your mate for god's sake! I'm the one who should take care of you in a situation like this. Do you find me so repulsing that you'd rather suffer alone than spend your rut with me? Huh?!" All my anger was pouring out. Why didn't he think about how I would feel?
-"Imagine how fed up the alpha must be to spend his rut alone than mating her? That alone tells you how good of a Luna she is!"-
-"No matter what she does, she can neve
