I released my now tired arms from the door frame and wrapped them around my mate’s neck attempting to prevent him from moving, he growled more and reached for my waist to pull me away.
Just then a thought occurred to me. My iris's shifted with a glint of silver as I quickly buried my head into my mates’ neck, I could distinctly feel his pulse vibrating on my cheek as the blood was rushing to his head. His face was flushed with anger, betrayal, and pure rage. Once his hands touched my waist, he gripped my hips firmly not sure if he wanted to push me away or hold me close to him, he chose the latter.
There was a sense of possessiveness in his hold that I didn’t mind. He continued to attempt to enter the house but as he was about to take a step forward, I drew my canine teeth and bit down
