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"Well, it seems at least one of you isn't a coward! What's wrong, bitch? Too scared to follow your pack members?"
The one at the very middle stated, earning a laugh from his unturned companions as the turned wolves growled threateningly at me.
"And to think this is the strongest pack in our world. What a load of bullshit! You're all nothing but cowards, hiding behind the over jacked reputation of your psychopath Alpha! He is just like the fucking King, weak and pathetic! Unable to keep his people safe!"
The middle one seethed once more, his words laced with venom as he glared at me. His words stirred something foreign within me, a carnal need to rip his head off and place it on a pike. It was a ruthless, cold-blooded emotion. A desire to destroy the man who had talked ill of my mate.
Is this...the mate bond? Is this how every single mated couple feels? Is this how Dante feels?...
It was as exhilarating as it was scary. I now somewhat understood him...
