Locking Her Up

This girl wants to kill me!

Tell you! Parading in front of everyone's eyes in three pieces of cloth she calls a bikini is beyond words. Even my wolf protested the sight of our naked mate in public. Mercedes and Zane are standing next to us, grinning broadly. My reaction doesn't seem like a shock to them.

“What do you think you are doing, Saphira?” I respond furiously, with my hands at my sides. “If you need attention, ask me. But don't try to lure other men with this thing you call a bikini." To my surprise, I see a satisfied look in Saphira's eyes. Did she intentionally provoke my reaction? "I hope you've brought enough clothes with you now that you've generously given your sweater to me," responds laconically. “It probably won't be functional when I'm done with it.” With that, she turns and walks towards the lake.

I look at her with gritted teeth. Her mood has completely turned, what is she up to now? I turn my eyes back to Zane and his mate. “What does she think she