Chapter 9
ELLIOT
Of all the stupid, f*****g things to do.
Anger rolled through me at a rate of knots. I couldn’t stop the feeling. It was like the tide. Like the moon. Gravity even.
Inevitable.
My hands clenched, my vision flashed from wolf to human, and the urge to scream, to howl to the moon was so strong, my throat ached.
I stormed down the street, my wolf rising up into the outer of my subconscious. What was I going to do?
My mate was here. My mate!
I should be at Milly’s wooing her. Seducing her. Dragging her back to my bed and making love to her for so long, and so well, that she’d never leave me. Never even consider looking at another man.
Except, this mate, my mate... would. No matter what I did.
And she always would. She had two other male mates. I’d never be able to con
