Hope POV
I trace the mark on my neck, feeling somewhat awed and more than a little awkward. I get up the next morning and after preparing myself, head down to the kitchen area, where I find none other than Delia attempting to lean over my mate, wearing a tight dress that shows off her cleavage and high stilettos. She's dressed to seduce and I have no doubts that she's attempting to do that with my mate right now, even though he looks disinterested. For a moment, I pause, and then when she takes no notice of my presence, I give a loud growl. I have no idea what she's doing back in the pack house and I don't care. She's touching my mate and a wave of possessiveness is shooting right through me. Before I can even think about what I'm doing, I stride forward and shove her, causing her to stum
