Iron Claw (Iroquois)
I can smell her on him. I already hate him. This male felt comfortable enough to put his hands on my mate. On my woman. Absolutely not. I will follow her lead to the ends of this earth, but I will never let him touch her ever again.
The moment he walked towards her, something in the air shifted. The pheromones that came out of nowhere. All him.
‘A word with you in private, Queen.’ I mind-link her. Her entire pack is getting checked in and settled. This male Yaverik, she is trying to convince me, is her second in command. Well, I’m pretty sure he was also first in something as well, and it was touching her.
Mira exhales as we head into the castle. The halls are bright and airy during the day. All the curtains are drawn back. The windows open, letting in the fresh
