The gym was filled with people.
They were boo-ing me as I made my way to the sparring mats. Most of them had been cleared away from the area, save for one. It was shiny as if someone had just polished it. Standing smack in the middle was none other than Kairos.
I walked towards him, chin off my chest and eyes piercing anyone who made contact with me. Several wolves tried to get in my face to scare me, but I didn’t let them. As I got closer to the mat, two people stood up to stand next to Kairos. One was Thorne and one was Maximus.
I knew he didn’t give a s**t about us, my inner voice spat.
I don’t know why you even considered it, I threw back. Being fated mates doesn’t mean he has to like me. In fact, being fated to a girl without a wolf probably makes him angrier.
My inner voice sco
