The Beast's Ugly Wife
I wish I'd been able to contain it, but it was impossible.
My wolf had also regained his strength, and hearing about being separated from his mate was too much for his temperament. He still wanted an old-fashioned mating ritual, but if all we had until now was this damned marriage, then the bastard wasn't willing to dissolve even that bond.
“I’ll decide when the time is right to let her go!” I growled, trying my best to contain all the rage burning in my blood “Until that happens, she will remain my wife!”
I didn't even need my eyesight to know Elliott was silent because he was staring at me like I was crazy. Well, fuck, I probably sounded like a fucking hypocrite after all the times I said