I stood watching this witch and Brooke speak as if I wasn't even in the room. Rage and pain flowed through my veins when she kissed Calvin. Only the mate bond could cause that much pain. I couldn't help but think about the possibility of Brooke being my mate, but I didn't remember anything. I thought back to the photograph Michael had shown me. It was a picture of Brooke and me at her Alpha ceremony.
I cleared my throat as I shifted my gaze to Natalie. My eyes raked over her curves. My gut screamed as my c*ck stood at attention.
Ew, stop. Hunter commented.
What? She's f*****g hot. I replied, annoyed.
No, she's f*****g not. You're not in your right mind. She's not our mate!
Yes, she is!
No, the hell she isn't. You need to get that through your f*****g head.
Brooke is our mate. Do yo
