DILLON
I've placed warriors at every corner of the pack to guard it. I've even asked some to collaborate with the spell slingers and find Olivia's human ex-boyfriend.
I stand in front of the mirror, looking at the grotesque pattern of Olivia's actual teeth mark printed against the bite mark tattoo as I button down my shirt.
"Where are you going?" Olivia's eyes meet mine through the mirror as I tuck the shirt into my trousers.
"What does it matter?" I ask, still annoyed that Olivia let a man other than me lay his hands on her body.
"Dillon, you do realize that you haven't given me a single chance to explain everything to you, right?" she asks, her eyes still on my reflection as she stands behind me.
I turn to face her, "You had a choice to explain everything to me before the fucker
