I carried her gently and steadily as I moved toward my chambers. She was hurt, and when I rushed in like that, I must have scared her. The sudden entrance probably startled her and caused her more pain.
My wolf groaned in my head.
"You caused her to get hurt," he said.
It wasn’t intentional. Seeing her in another man's arms had caused something inside me to snap. I don’t even know what it was.
Jealousy.
Anger.
Possessiveness.
Wrath.
It felt like someone was holding something precious to me and trying to take it away.
My primal instinct had just kicked in.
"Don’t act like a saint, Argon. You were furious too," I replied.
"You scared her, not me," he argued, shifting the blame to me.
I ignored him and continued walking. When I reached my chambers, I kicked the door open and walke
