Abel (Calvin) POV
It amuses him to see his younger brother struggle with words. The petty side of him enjoys it way more than he should.
“You… You’re lying! You can’t be Luna’s mate.”
He raises an eyebrow. “And why not?”
Cain is visibly struggling to keep his wolf in check. “Because… because… It… You can’t be! She’s...” He sputters something gibberish, clearly very upset and it doesn’t take a genius to understand what is happening.
“You like her.” Abel declares out loud, taking a deep breath, his eyes darkening at the realisation. “Hmmm… it’s why I can smell her scent even though I don’t see her around…you carry it with you.” He narrows his eyes. “Why is my mate’s scent all around you, little brother?” He asks sarcastically, already guessing the answer, but dragging it on, just to an
