Valine stood emotionless in the middle of the room. Her eyes rake the body of Dimitri, taking in the fading nail marks, and bites. The stains of lipsticks. The way his jet black hair was messily styled like it was being brushed many times. The strong scent of s*x and the mixed scent of feminine perfumes hit her nose. It takes a lot of will not grimace from how sensitive her senses were. However, it doesn't stop her wolf—Amaris growling in her head in fury knowing where her dear mate came from.
Surely, he was banging his mistresses.
She licked her lips and slightly tilted her head, "You stink of them"
Dimitri's jaw clenched. He takes a slow breath to control himself from doing some things that he will regret in the end.
"Why aren't you asleep? Thinking of ways to escape again?
