Consent

Covering herself with a quilt, Angie was sobbing in Milly’s embrace. While Noah was standing heads down, waiting for his elder sister’s lash out.

“After our parent’s death, I tried my best to raise a gentleman. But the rapist I saw a moment ago shocked me. I failed to recognize that bastard as my brother. Where was your conscious, Noah? How could you do this to your mate?”

Noah’s cheeks were flushed, he shifted his weight from one foot to another.

“She was going to say yes.”

His wolf defended him, with a tone not so confident.

“Absolutely, you were so considerate to ask for her permission.

Noah, this is a new definition of consent.”

Milly sneered, her anger was touching the roof.

“Now, you are interfering in my personal matters.”

Vicky growled at her, scent of his arousal was lingering in the air.

“When you were going to solve things by force, why did you call me?”

Milly was hurt with her brother’s tone, she used the support of side table to get up.

“I will go back to my home, my litt