My mates are dead

Delaney nervously paced around her old musky room. She's been doing this for hours, hoping Knox and Rakel would find her, but they haven't! And it's causing her imagination to run wild! Is it possible Knox is with that vixen? Rakel, on the other hand, she has no idea what he's up to. Aghh! She despises being envious! She loathes the sentiment of possessiveness that she has. It's making her look like an insane woman who is madly in love with men who don't give a damn about her. She even had a long argument with her wolf, Esmeralda as they searched for a solution to resolve the problems between her mates. Only, Esme was more focused on wanting to tear Enya's face to pieces. Just like any werewolf would do things without reasoning.

‘How dare she think of sleeping with my sexy vamp! Who gave her the right to even think about it? Damn it, Laney, you should have let me have my way with her. I would have shown her that no one other than me gets to touch!’ She snarled.

Delaney. “...”

“Didn'