Emma POV
Eric is standing in the doorway to the living room, his face getting redder and redder while a few members of his pack are making jokes about him. They have not realised he is there yet, but the jokes are quite good. Most of them being about how he was an i***t to reject a goddess for a w***e.
“WHO ARE YOU CALLING A w***e?” Eric bellows at the group.
“Clearly your Luna.” Alpha Inga replies, causing Eric to turn around so fast I am surprised he didn’t twist his ankle or break his spine.
“Melanie is not a whore.” Eric growls. I roll my eyes. Before she got with Eric, Melanie had a different male with her practically every week and she enjoyed bragging to mother about her exploits with them.
“And you’re such a good judge of character.” I state sarcastically.
“What?” He growls
