Mateo POV"What the hell is this?" The words came out of my mouth deadly quiet, but inside I was screaming.Nivia was scrambling to fix her clothes, her face flushed with guilt and something else. Justin's shirt was half open, and I could see the red mark on his neck where she'd been kissing him. Or biting him. The thought made my wolf, Loki, snarl in my head."She chose him," Loki growled. "After everything, she chose him.""Mateo," Nivia started, her voice shaky. "This isn't... I can explain...""Isn't what?" I cut her off, my hands clenching into fists. "Isn't exactly what it looks like? Because from where I'm standing, it looks like you were fucking him."The crude word made her flinch, and part of me felt bad. But the bigger part, the hurt part, wanted her to feel even a fraction of what I was feeling."We weren't," Justin said, standing up and moving slightly in front of Nivia. Always the hero. Always protecting her. "Not that it's any of your business what we do.""Not my busin
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