*Alejandro’s POV*
Reina never fūcking listens to me. If werewolves were able to have heart attacks, I would have had my eightieth by now because of her. f**k! Now she expects me to trust this stupīd bītch. A fūcking witch for crying out loud.
“You touch her, or my pack members, and you die. You hear me?” I growled at the witch, finally giving in to my mate’s wishes. The witch rolled her eyes at me, making me growl louder at her.
“Reina, the ten minutes are up.” I heard my dad whisper from outside the window. At least he didn’t leave her alone like I initially thought. I’m happy he didn’t let her stubborn asš get to him like she does with me.
“You know our mate turns you on when she is hardheaded and dominant.” Scar chuckled, making me hiss at him.
“Not ALL the time.” I retorted, caus
