Davidee
“Bammiuk!” I called as I sprinted out the front door into the driveway. He turned and rolled his eyes when he saw me. “What the f**k do you think you’re doing?”
“What are you bitching about this time?” He sighed.
I launched myself at him, tackling him to the ground. “Did I or did I not tell you to stay the f**k away from my sister?” I growled. “You thought proposing to her was, what? A brilliant plan? Did you honestly think she would say yes?” Bammiuk tried to push himself from the ground, but I shoved him down harder. “Stay down!”
“I proposed because I want her to be my mate again!” He yelled in my face.
“I don’t care.” I growled low in my throat, fighting the shift burning under my skin. “She’s moving on with her life, and she doesn’t need you interfering with her relation
