When I got in my car and Peter started the car and we drove away from his pack, leaving my mate with that asshole.
My wolf came to the surface and started to yell at me.
“How could you leave her alone? She needs us. She needed to be protected.” My wolf, Chaos, was angry. He wanted to protect her keep her close and comfort her.
Leaving her with someone else was making him unsettled.
He was constantly complaining in my head, and that was causing me a headache.
“Shut up.” I berated him and he whimpered sadly.
I rarely become angry with him because most of the time he acts calmly.
But today he was not thinking as I think.
We can’t act on impulse today.
This matter is complicated.
“Do you want our mate to hate us?” I asked, and he shook his head.
He was scared because I scolded him s
