Everything is a deception.
Her Jealousy.
As I frown at the wolf, who has her hands all over my mate, my eyes flare with wrath and jealousy. My heart is pounding with scorn, and the heat is rising in my cheeks. I take a step forward, ready to battle for what is rightfully mine. I’m not going to let this wolf steal my mate.
Miller is both mine and my mate. My wolf is also snarling in wrath. In my brain, I can hear her growl.
I’m angry and lustful, and I can feel my paws emerging from my fingers, ready to scratch and assassinate that b***h.
As he sneers at me, my partner can sense my murderous intent. As the desire to attack grows stronger, I try to take a few steps back. I attempt to control my rage and take a few deep breaths. I can’t help but growl loudly, attracting the attention of
