I was going to lose my temper. I have great self-control, but the fact that Mikaela came to interrupt a conversation between my mate and me was my last straw. Draven is too soft with her, but I will make sure she realizes I am not him. She can’t barge into the room and then tell me, mate, s**t.
"Mikaela shut the f**k up," I warned. My voice was becoming dangerously low; I was about to lose it and kill her right on the spot.
I felt my mate tremble beside me, but I wonder why. She wasn’t afraid I would have smelt it, then what was it?
“Why?” Mikaela whined with her high-pitched voice.
I’m going to get a freaking headache from hearing her; how did Draven f**k her?
The moment she looked at my mate, I realized things would get worse. Her eyes were pitch black, meaning she was using he
