~Wolfgang’s P.O.V.~
“What the f***k are you doing here, Bella?” I snarled at the she-lycan standing in front of my doorway, blocking our path.
Just as per usual, the slimy b***h pushed past me, eyes landing on my mate. I expected Marcelline to be afraid or at least a little intimidated of the tall, powerful lycan female. However, she simply crossed her arms over her chest, pushing up her perfectly round breasts. “Those round breasts that fit perfectly inside our hands.” Phelan added inside my mind.
‘Get your mind out of the gutter, wolf.’ I chuckled at him, rolling my eyes. I swear he has not shut up about Marcy’s amazing body since after we completed our bond. It seems I am not the only one who is obsessed over our mate. Both Phelan and Vulcan share these same feelings for her. She rea
