“Crystal,” I spit back, with a voice that’s not my own. It’s my wolf. She’s back, again.
“Hello, little wolf, ” spits my mate. “I wasn’t expecting you,”
“Stop f*****g with my human,” she spits back. She is so mad and I’m to hurt to stop her. Cyrus knows what drama does to me. Why would he do that?
Cyrus rolls his eyes at her and then turns to face Gutter. “If anyone finds out about this, your dead. I’ll see you at the estate,” he says more to me than him, and then he’s gone.
Wait! What? Is he leaving me again?
“So what if he is,” my wolf growls inside my head. “You need to wake the hell up and smell the coffee. That man doesn’t give a rat ass about you or me,”
“Yes, he does,” I come to his offense. I know he is a tad bit bipolar. Okay, he is really bipolar, but to be fair I did ask f
