"What the actual f**k!"
She screams, and I sigh. I'm not too fond of women who curse, especially my mate.
She has a lot to learn.
"Move back."
She orders in her usual arrogant and cold voice. While I raise my eyebrow at her.
"I will only when you decide to leave me."
I look down at her hands holding my collar, and she follows my stare.
Her mouth opens and closes in shock as she immediately withdraws her hands as if they touched fire.
Smirking, I see her cheeks turning red as she avoids my gaze.
Is she blushing?
Smiling to myself. I move back from her, only to have her look around the room in horror.
She lifts her quilt hurriedly to sigh in relief.
Her burning orbs settle on me as I rest on my pillow with my arms crossed behind my head.
"Where am I? And what are you doing here?
