KALEB
I stared at Emma, growling loudly.
What did she say?
Emma moved her hand and went to touch me. I flick my arm out and tighten my grip around her neck, making her move her hand to my wrist.
She gasped.
“Don’t touch me!” I gritted. “I am not your mate.”
Emma stared at me, but a slow grin itched the corners of her mouth.
“Not what I heard,” she rasped, making me tighten the grip around her neck. I knew if I tightened it anymore, I would snap it. I had a hard time controlling myself.
Shadow growled in my head; he wanted out and to kill her.
“I have a mate,” I said, “But it’s not you.”
Emma stared at me, but an amused look appeared before she let out a strangled laugh, which made me loosen my grip and look at her confused.
“You mean that pathetic Demi,” she muttered, “She won’t
