Louisa felt the blood drain from her face, thinking for a moment that Angel must have watched them as they made love so passionately.
"I think she has just arrived. We could have caught her scent if she had come earlier," Teague winked mischievously, as though reading her mind. Then he got up, Louisa following suit.
Teague's face turned icy as he marched to the entrance of his flower court.
"What do you think you are doing here?"
He had once used that tone with Louisa, but now it was Angel that got to hear it. It was such a nice change.
"You lied that only you got to see the inside of your garden. What is she doing?" Angel gestured with her head at Louisa as shepushed her way inside.
"You can't compare yourself to her. She is my mate."
Louisa felt like swooning. It was her time to
