“I said, get your filthy hands off my mate. But you can keep holding on if you want to lose them.” Krystal threatened and she intended to follow through with her promise if Nova refused to let go.
A loud scoff escaped Nova’s lips and she held onto the front of Zale’s clothes for a few minutes before finally letting go.
“Is this some kind of weird joke? Are you going to insist that this imbecile is your mate?!” Nova yelled, her eyes flashing with complete insanity.
“Call her names again and I will throw you out of my pack!” Zale thundered and Nova trembled slightly at the authority in his voice.
A loud bitter laugh escaped her lips as she glared at Krystal and Zale. “I can’t believe this. You would really throw me out because of her?” Nova pointed at Krystal, disbelief evident in her
