#Chapter96-03
"You are mine," he snarled. "And ally or not, if he touches you, in any way, I will slit his f*****g throat and feed them to his kid."
I was starting to realize that when it came to Sterling, even his sweet moments boardered the line of being utterly disturbing. Not that I cared at that moment.
I was his; the words had left his mouth as a husky growl.
He had claimed me. Whether he realized it or not, those three words, he had officially claimed me as his mate.
"Yours," I agreed. "But believe me, he doesn't want me. I'd be more worried about that lady Beta of his. He was sure interested in her last night."
She had come to report the pride conditions and the usual run-down to him yesterday evening, and he had barely been able to keep his eyes off of her. She had seemed ob
