ZANE
After eating in the dining hall, I was more than ready to have my doll all to my f*****g self.
I didn’t mind socializing, but I preferred to do it with my own pack. Prince prick and I had been getting on alright, much to my distaste. I still didn’t like the goody two-shoe prince, but he put my mate first and she was a top priority of his. I still didn’t like how close the fucker and Lamia are.
Knowing they shared a ‘special bond’, whatever the f**k that was, grated on my nerves. Again, though, the little prick was somehow important to my mate, so that meant against my choice, I had to deal with it. Only for her would I deal with it, only for her would I put my differences aside.
I kept thinking about the stupid story her kitty friend, Tawny, told us. I had laughed at the fairy ta
