Amaya
After the ceremony, I kept Cardwell in my vision while I remained at a distance with the girls. It irked me he so casually flirted with all the other girls in the pack, yet his eyes often drifted over just to make sure I was watching.
“Ugh,” I grumbled rolling my eyes before turning towards the girls with my punch.
“Someone caught your interest?” Cinder nudged me and I barely held in the growl.
“He’s such a player, just look at him lapping it up over there.” I said disgusted.
“Well, he is s*x on legs,” she said as her eyes trawled up his body.
This time I couldn’t contain the growl making her gasp as she stepped back. “Whoa, Maya. Is he your mate or something?”
I felt my body slump at the thought of a man-w***e being my mate as tears sprung to my eyes. “I don’t know.” I sniff
