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The anger I felt when I saw that filthy mark on her neck made me lose control. I snapped at her and felt fucking guilty for it. So then I tried to cover my anger with a pathetic excuse about her mate tracking her through the mark and I saw the guilt cross her face, showing me that I only made it worse. Fuck, I'm not trying to show her how jealous am but I'm clearly making her think I don't give a fuck. Which is quickly proving to be not true. I don't know what it is about her but when she's near, I just want to follow.

I've had two conversations with her, and here I am worrying about her and being jealous. Fuck I must need to get laid. She's hot, yeah, but there's no reason for me to be jealous.

'You like her, fuckwad. That's why' Adonis remarks in my head but I block him out, not wanting to deal with his shit.

I pick up a phone to make a call to Blair, one of the spirit witches who resides in my territory. Thankfully, her afternoon is free and she'll see Amara. She's
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Robbin
So the curse is on her and not him?
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