Caden
My blood boils at the thought of that boy's name. It's irritating that she's still with him.
I inspect the spot that Ivy had slapped and I see a small scratch across my chest.
“She really knows how to test your ego doesn't she, pretty boy?” Von mocks.
“Don't start” I spit watching the scar heal and recuperate in a span of a minute.
“You deserved it like always,” he presses.
“Sometimes I wonder how you're my wolf”
“You'd be unlucky if I wasn't” he says “seems like the cut she gave you in your ego is the only thing that hasn't healed”
I raise a brow at that statement.
“What's that supposed to mean”
“It means genius, that you're jealous”
I scoff, turning to get myself a glass of vodka.
“She didn't make a dent, whatever I feel is from that damn bracelet and probably some poti
