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Thea stares at him but doesn't reply. Ethan's eyes fell from her face down to her body which was partially visible under the flimsy nightwear she was in.

The sight of her round breasts and nipples popping out of her dress captivated his thoughts and he became tempted to touch her.

"Do not waste any time. Let's mark her as ours." Carl groaned. Unable to resist the temptation.

"Shut it." Ethan warned inwardly. Carl, his wolf, ignored the warnings. Letting himself get carried away by the beautiful she-wolf who was their mate.

Ethan also tried hard not to have Thea right there.

"What is wrong?." Thea asked, raising her gaze up to his face.

"You should lower your head while talking to me."

"I am your wife and not some slave Ethan."

"My wife? Really?." Ethan lets out a sardonic smile at her words.

"Do you really consider yourself as my wife?." He asked, glaring at her lustfully. Thea felt irritated and tried to push him but he seemed to be glued to her. Ethan pulled her by the waist and th