"What did you expect? To see Thorne after you told him we belonged to another male?" my wolf roared in my head.
"Maybe it's better this way," I said in my head, letting out a sigh of false warmth. "We’re both better off like this."
My wolf didn't even get a chance to respond when a familiar voice crashed into my head. I turned slightly and saw James; he was walking toward us with his chin held high and one of his closest friends, Marcus.
He was looking at Naomi from a distance while his eyes shone in a way I had never seen before. I couldn't help but turn my gaze toward Naomi, who quickly began adjusting her hair and moving flirtatiously while her eyelashes fluttered. A mocking grimace formed on my lips.
"Marcus... James... hi," she said without looking away from Marcus.
He smiled and
