“Wait, that’s not Abby.” The soft feminine voice said as Sin handed me to Marcus.
“This is my mate Amelia.” Marcus said as he strode forward.
“That’s a demon, call Sam and Stolas.” The woman snarled and I peeked her way as she pushed blonde hair out of her eyes.
“Close your eyes Amelia, I’ve got you.” Marcus ordered and I let my eyes slip closed as he walked quickly into the pack house.
“You stay here.” I heard the woman snap, stopping Sin at the door.
“Oh, come on. I know both of Stolas and Sam. They won’t care if I’m here and neither should your alpha. Amelia is my primary concern, not a standoff with you.” Sin bit out, his voice fading away Marcus followed the man with the southern accent.
“She looks so much like my mate.” He said and I heard him hold open the doo
