Chapter 32

Andras

I hear the word mate and I am by her side in the blink of an eye. I growl at the man, wanting to tear him limb from limb. I feel a deep burning urge deep inside me to attack him and to protect Bronwen. To show him that she is mine and to warn him against even speaking to her.

He can't just come in here claiming that she is his mate and that he was drawn to her. She is mine. Mine. “She is not your mate!” I feel her small hand come to rest on my arm, trying to calm my blazing anger. She tugs me backwards, but I don't budge. I keep my glare trained on the man, the deep