The Alpha's Dead Mate
My overwhelming sadness had turned to anger so much that my pheromones had seeped out in high doses, it made Cross nearly lose control of the steering wheel.
I took a deep breath, and unclenched my fist that was already drawing blood, and I wiped it off with a handkerchief.
I instinctively looked over at Eli, and the little guy was so invested in what he was watching and didn't pay mind to anything. Sabrina on the other hand looked like she was fighting for her life two seconds ago, as colour gently returned to her face.
“I'd like to pick some important things from my apartment,” Sabrina said to Cross, like he was the one in charge.