SLY'S POV
“The audacity of her to boldly say that she is challenging our mate to a duel! If it weren't for the history of our families, I would have had her head off her shoulders in minutes!” Xander fumed as he paced the office.
His hands were clamped shut, tight in a fist. The air was thick with tension, and I was just as angry as him, but we both couldn't be angry at the same time, or Dalia would get scared. So I remained calmly seated beside her.
“Aren't you going to stop him? He is starting to bleed.” Dalia whispered in panic.
I looked in the direction she was looking and saw that Xander was punching the wall angrily. His wolf was pissed, and he needed to vent; I was already used to that.
“You are the only one that can help him.” I said to her,
“Me? How?” She asked.
“A mate'
