Chris' POV
"Dean..." McKenzie trailed off, staring at him with longing and desperation.
She sickens me.
She thinks she can come around after exposing us and think we will accept her back? Even after she tries hurting my mate? Who the hell does she think she is?
"I said leave!" Dean barked, making her stumble back from his tone and my mate buried her head in my chest.
"It's all because of your girlfriend, isn't it?" She glared, taking a step forward and picking up the bloody knife she had before.
Wait...
Bloody?
I sniffed the air, my eyes snapping down to my mate, tilting my head I looked at her leg then trailed my gaze down before stopping at her blood covered ankle.
My mate caught my gaze and she moved her ankle aside so I couldn't see it, I growled.
She jumped and her ankle gav
