Savanna
I pursed my lips and stared at her like I was looking at a fool. I felt like there was no need for me to exchange words with a wolf blinded by love. Deciding against wasting any of my saliva talking to her, I walked passed her as I made my way towards the door.
But I suddenly paused and walked back to her while she stared curiously at me. As I have learnt, werewolves always choose their mates over another potential partner.
I smiled at her while staring deep into her round brown eyes that were now glaring at me with so much hatred.
I was taller than her, so I had to bend a little as I lowered my head closer to her ear and, with a chuckle, I whispered. "Did you really think that he would accept your love, since he is not also your mate? I guess you know who the joker here is?"
