Kendrick
"Speak up!"
She flinched and shivered. She moved backwards and I followed her until she had no where to run to.
"What were you doing back there?" I hissed in anger and irritation.
She was my mate. My wife.
How could she be so carefree that she was held in such a position by my beta.
"We ....I.... Training," she stuttered.
Her eyes looked everywhere but at me. She looked like a child that had been caught by her mother.
"Training?" I scoffed at her ridiculous explanation for being caught in such a compromising state. "Were you training?" I raised my brow and took one step back so I could see her properly.
The image of Jonas holding her by the waist again appeared before me, and I almost couldn't resist snapping his neck.
If I hadn't left the field in anger, Jonas w
