Harlow
“He's never going to believe it.” I spat, trying to struggle, but he pinned me against the wall effortlessly, towering over me. He wrapped his fingers around my neck and held me in place, “you think he's going to trust the word of a worthless slave.”
In many ways Devon has shown that he was a good man, a good man with a good heart. Eve was a witch, one so filled with revenge, she broke into the pack and murdered a young boy, Devon forgave her and gave her a home. He protected her from her own kind, and he was willing to do the same to anyone who would protect his people.
I hardened my gaze, patiently waiting for Jamie to squeeze my neck tight and crush whatever's left of it, “he's going to believe my words over yours." because I'm his mate.
It was true.
Jamie released his h
