Sofie’s POV
Zander was seething but I could see him trying to control himself as he closed the door gently behind us. His room was huge but cosier than i thought, it had a huge couch with a tv in front to the left, a bed that was unmistakably new in the middle and then his bathroom and closet off to the right. I turned to face my tense mate, trying to think of what to say but he spoke first “What the f**k was that?!”. Okay, screw a calm and sensible discussion, if he wants it this way... let’s f**king play.
“You do not own me Zander”
“We both know you only survived unscathed today with the help of your extra abilities”
“And you have a problem with that? Do they make you uncomfortable?”
He scoffed “don’t even try it Sofie! We have discussed that already and you know I accept you.... a
