***Rafe***
What the hell do these people think they are doing? I walked away for a minute, remembering that Poppy needed new shoes, so while she was finishing up, Reggie and I slipped over to the shoe area. We picked out a few pairs for her. When suddenly a wave of fear hit me, I knew right off it was Poppy. We may not be fully mated or marked, but our bond has started to grow. That being said, my Lycan can feel her already.
"What are you offering to the pack memebers now that you are in the pack house? So typical of someone like you."
I knew that voice belonged to her stepmother. My lycan stirred, not liking how she was talking to our mate or what she was implying.
I spotted Poppy kneeling as she tried to pick up the clothes from the floor. I saw red, a low, threatening growl slipped
