“Bullshit,” I sneered, a wave of anger helping me to break from my stupor, jerking my chin out of his hold. “You’re a liar.”
He has to be. Nothing he’s saying makes any sense. If I was his mate, why the hell did he wait to tell me? Alex pounced on Tara the second he could. He can't keep his f*****g hands off her. I don’t know much about hybrids, but I know when they find their mates they can’t control themselves from claiming them on the spot. This fucktard has been hanging around the gallery for months and had no problem keeping his d**k and his teeth to himself. He unnerved me a lot, but I thought he just liked to see me get all riled up. If I was really his mate as he claimed, he wouldn't have gotten me worked up on every one of his visits and left me alone after, like it was just a ga
