Rejected by my mate, Claimed by Alpha Ryder
She stood up, brushing popcorn crumbs from her hands, then folded her arms across her chest, perfectly mirroring my stance.
Despite myself, the corner of my mouth twitched upward.
A small smile broke through my irritation.
Jasmine looked absolutely ridiculous when she was angry. Standing there in my oversized T-shirt, trying her hardest to look intimidating, she resembled a furious little gremlin more than someone I could actually take seriously.
The second she noticed my smile, her eyes narrowed.
“Why are you smiling?” she demanded.
“Okay, fine. You can keep the shirt,” I said, my voice softening as I walked around the couch and pulled her into a hug.
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