Theodore shouldn’t have worried so. He found his mate, nearly half an hour later, smiling and laughing with the enemy - with the competition.
His worry was replaced with anger when he saw how the young impudent boy dared to briefly bump his legs with hers under the table.
He marched there while trying very hard to contain his anger.
“Let’s go,” he announced as soon as he reached their table.
They looked like such a cute couple. They looked almost like they belonged when he knew for a fact that Emily was his mate - his, totally, completely, and irrevocably.
Her head snapped up at the intrusion. Her eyes reflected both her longing for him and her anger.
“I won’t go anywhere with you,” she told him defiantly.
“We can do this calmly or make a fuss about it, dorgoy,” he said sim
