Avilla’s pov
I was content with where I was, spending every day with Vladimir was a dream come through. I was happy and my wolf was happy too. I was worried about my wolf, the way she lugged Sophie across the bathroom all was something I didn’t understand. I knew she was angry at both of them because they slept together but violence was not the answer.
The damn wolf didn’t even feel guilty one bit.
I didn’t feel guilty either but the idea that my would might feel guilty would make me feel better but I am happy I got my warning across. That bitch would think twice before thinking of challenging me ever again.
I showed her!
It was one thing to sleep with my mate knowing it was going to hurt me but taunting me with it was a step too far.
Yesterday, Vladimir and I got to know ourselves the more and all I can say is that he is too good to be true, but he was the perfect gentleman and the perfect mix of cold and hot.