CHAPTER 39 – The Betrayal

  ZANE

  After eating in the dining hall, I was more than ready to have my doll all to my fucking self. 

  I didn’t mind socializing, but I preferred to do it with my own pack. Prince prick and I had been getting on alright, much to my distaste. I still didn’t like the goody two shoes prince, but he put my mate first and she was a top priority of his. I still didn’t like how close the fucker and Lamia are.

  Knowing they shared a ‘special bond’, whatever the fuck that was, grated on my nerves. Again, though, the little prick was somehow important to my mate, so that meant against my choice, I had to deal with it. Only for her would I deal with it, only for her would I put my differences aside.