Trigger warning : Domestic violence
In a fit of rage, Chris tore through the manor, and as he departed, the wolves cringed in fear and bowed their heads. After reaching his chamber, he slammed the door shut. Growling in anger, he contemplated breaking something. Perhaps that b***h’s neck!
He couldn't believe that the Council had given their stupid blessings for that scandalous meeting! Rosalie belonged to him. How could that b***h sleep with someone else, barely days after he broke up with her? How was that even possible? Was she always such a w***e? Myriad thoughts ran through his mind.
Grace had followed Chris back to their bedroom. She didn't give a rat's ass about the unapproved mating. The fact that her mate had feelings for one of his Betas was her real cause of distress. He was
