Chapter Eighty-Four
I’d accepted that I was Spencer’s mate. His to please, his to pleasure, his to protect.
Tara hadn’t accepted that and she was actively trying to get away from Frankie. I had seen the messages that she sent out and while I didn’t understand everything. There was no denying that she didn’t want to be kept here.
A louder moan sounded out, followed by a groan. Spencer’s eyes flicked away from mine and over to the door.
“If you’re done, I would rather not stand her and listen to Frankie making his mate come... Aggressively.” His nose crinkled at that word and I realized that he could hear everything that they were doing.
Did that mean that anyone walking by his room could hear us, too? Oh god, I didn’t even want to think about that.
“I’m done.” I said, looking away fro
