His Mate From the Sea
I raged, unable to control myself.
Her gaze settled on my face, then she sighed.
“You are getting it wrong,” she mumbled, annoying me even more,
“If I got it all wrong, the least you should do is tell me where I went wrong so I would do the needful, not pushing me away like I'm some sort of pest," I snarled, my eyes flashing. This is one of the reasons I didn't want to get angry with her. I find it hard to control my temper. It isn't just me, almost all Alpha males have anger issues. I'm trying really hard to calm down but I can't. Images of Marilyn pushing my hand off her body kept flashing in my head.
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