Fleur
“Can I cut in?”
I lifted my head as Noah’s smooth velvet like voice hit my ears. The laughter died on my lips. And my eyes darted between the two wolf shifters. Trying to gauge whether Noah was going to be a problem or not.
He had every right to, and no right at all. He had a right because I was his mate. I wore his mark. And that meant he was going to get jealous but in the same breath, he had no right.
He had left me, abandoned me when I needed him the most. And for what?
Because he didn’t want our children to be like Wyatt? It was a lame excuse.
Or even worse because he thought I wouldn’t want to have his baby because… I shook the thought away. My eyes narrowing as I stared at him.
God he was handsome, just looking at his face took my breath away and made my heart stammer
