CHAPTER 39 No Contest

  Harmony's POV

  'Mated to a human?!' I growled at my wolf inside my mind, as I carried Travis, the man I was meant to be with inside the bookstore.

  I knew I should focus on him at this moment, to try and stop the blood which poured from the gunshot wound in his stomach. I felt his warm blood cover my hand as I held Travis tightly to me, and I hoped he would realise I was the one to save his life. Not his lowly servant whore.

  'It's disgusting,' Sasha responded, her tone sounding as furious as I felt 'Travis is fine purebred werewolf, he shouldn't be lowering himself to the squalor of the world,'

  'I agree,' I rasped with anger 'If Travis wants to create an heir, then he needs the finest she wolf to breed with. Not some pathetic human,' I paused to set him down on the ground by the chair I was sat in not moments ago 'It makes me sick the humans are even allowed into the Dark Kingdom,'