Melvina turned around sharply in response to the voice she had just heard, a little bit scared that it could be her mate; the voice had sounded like his.
When she saw it was just Anthony, she signed in relief; she didn’t think Peter would it find it funny seeing her here after he had told her earlier that he wanted her.
But Anthony was smirking, and as she stared at him, she knew why. He had imitated Peter’s voice to make her nervous; he must have known that she had been summoned by her mate before he had retired to their house. She felt like bashing his head on the tree where she and Derek rested on.
“Good evening Luna.” Anthony greeted, still smiling at the look on Melvina’s face. She was his godmother, and he enjoyed taunting her so much.
She had taken him as her son when his pare
