89. Rowan's POV
I have never been so disgusted in my life and I wanted to allow my wolf to take over and bash this man against his car.
It's the way Draka looks so comfortable in his arms, the way she is comfortable enough to still be asleep. She has never been this comfortable around me and I hate it.
Carlos doesn't mind the look of envy on my face. He walks towards me with her in his hands and stops right in front of me.
“I would have offered to shake your hand, but my hand is full at the moment.” He says.
“And I would be a fool to take your shake. Are you happy now? You slept with my mate, maybe you can go and brag about it to your friends.”
He c***s his head to the side and squints a bit. “You've lost me, Rowan, what are you talking about?”
I look at Draka's innocent face
