Corey POV
“s**t. f*****g hell,” I growled under my breath, wanting to rip myself apart as I watched my mate being driven away in Brently’s truck.
At least it was her cousin and not that wet-nosed little s**t that had his hands all over her. Samson would have taken over and chased them if she had left with the boy.
“She said she hates us,” Samson whimpered in my head. “She was crying. You made her cry.”
“I didn’t mean to make her f*****g cry.” I never wanted to be the reason for her tears. Seeing her dressed mature, her long and……and perfect f*****g legs on full display. Her hair, her makeup, even her invigorating scent….
I lost my f*****g head knowing she did all that to impress another boy.
I fell to my knees, so f*****g pissed at myself for that shitshow I just put on in front o
