Malrik
Glaring at Jordan, my gaze darkened, and my wolf flickered behind my eyes for just a second. [I don’t like this,] Raven muttered. Naturally, we never like Jordan because he smells like trouble.
Honestly, I did not appreciate the way Daisy mocked my daughter. As if Liz were to blame for what her cheating boyfriend did to her. Liz was not the problem; Jordan was. He was the b*stard who was in a relationship and was unsatisfied and went out seeking another. How was that Liz’s fault? She did not know he was seeing someone!
[Let’s hurt him] Raven is going mad. He howled at the thought of the man’s hands on Daisy’s delicate skin.
The moment Liz called me 'Dad' in front of Daisy, I knew something was off. The way Daisy's face seemed to drain of color, the way her body stiffened, to
