Chapter 9

Tiffany brings our drinks to the table and whispers sweet nothings into clary’s ear as his eyes light up and desire runs through him. I clear my throat so they both remember I’m here before a barf. They both get the hint and Tiffany walks off swaying her hips while clary watches her ass as she walks away. “I feel bad for your mate when you find her she’s getting a man whore for a mate bro” I laugh. Trevor from our elite team spots us and makes his way to our table. “Can it sit with yous” as he pulls out a chair.

“You know it Trev couldn’t say no even if I wanted to don’t want to get on that bad temper of yours I seen what you done to Sam last week here.” Clary says.

If tall dark and handsome were a man it would be Trevor he has beautiful golden tanned skin dark brown hair with hazel eye his abs look like they’ve been chiseled by a god or goddess his charming funny and almost a match for clary’s strength. I low key had a crush on him in high school I remember wanting my fated mate to