Samantha
Static shock runs up my arm from where Ray touched me, and I shudder. I look at him in a new light, and a foul smell comes from him. I stare at him for a moment.
“Are you alright, Samantha?” Ray asks.
“You have been thinking about me?” I ask with mild disgust.
Ray shifts his eyes and shrugs, “Yeah. Haven’t you been thinking about me?”
“Not really,” I sigh.
Ray wrinkles his nose and sniffs the air. “You have been sleeping with the Alpha.”
“Well, yeah, he is my mate,” I say.
“But I got the feeling that you wish he weren’t,” Ray steps closer to me. His foul smell only gets worse as Aria growls in my head. He reaches out to touch my cheek, but I step back.
“Don’t,” I mutter, “Don’t touch me.”
“Samantha,” Ray grabs my arm.
“Let go!” I shout and try to pull my arm away from
