Willow
“Mine!” He growls, his eyes wide and his gaze on the door.
This is followed by a soft tap on the door, and I look from Jeremy to the door.
“My mate,” he rushes to open the door, and we come face to face with a woman who is about 5’7”. She is a redhead with beautiful freckles on her nose bridge and the sides of her nose.
Her eyes widen, and she presses her lips together.
She stares at Jeremy who has calmed down, and looks at her as if he doesn’t believe she exists. She looks mad instead of surprised, then she abruptly walks away.
Jeremy stands still, whimpering as if he is in pain. I close the door, facing Jeremy. I pull my by his hand, and he seems to be following me mindlessly.
I make him take a seat, and he does without saying a word, as if he is a zombie that is fo
