DRAVEN'S POV.
Is this normal? Like, does everyone’s mate normally act this way, or did I just get the one who seems to enjoy making my life difficult with every chance she got? Why was mine constantly a pain in the ass for no reason at all?
I sat on the edge of the bed, watching Vera from across the room. She was by the door, arms crossed tightly over her chest and her body tense like she was ready to bolt at any second. Or maybe fight. Hell, at this point, I wouldn’t be surprised if she pulled a weapon on me. The way she was glaring, it was like she thought I’d pounce on her at any second, and wanted to make sure she was ready and prepared to defend herself if it came to it.
All this over a bloodstain on my shirt. And for goodness sake I already showered and changed. What's the big dea
