Mar’s POV “Mr.Wyatt. What is a person like you doing around Paris?” I ask him “Why would I not be? She is my mate!” he says to me “Bullshit! There is no way!” I scream at him “How would you know? You are not a werewolf.” he says to me “Because it is just not. I will not allow that.” I say to him “And who are you to say so or not? It is fate!” he says screaming at me “That is not fate. That is just your goddess playing around with your hearts. Paris will never accept this.” I say to him “Are you sure? Do you not see us traveling together and sharing a room?” he asks me Boom! That bastard. I go for him and swing and punch him on his cheek. He comes back and breaks my nose. I will never allow this to happen. He will not take her from me. “Mr.Mars, do you think I don’t know

