“What the hell were you thinking?!” I snapped at Fintan.
After a whole hour of battling, all I wanted to do was get back to our room and spend the rest of the morning lying in bed cozily with the love of my life. Instead, here I was; my bare porcelain skin covered in putrid rogue blood as I stared at my mate, who should be inside. I gave him a simple request: stay in the room until the fight is over. Why did even my mate dismiss my authority?
When I noticed the red liquid dripping from his back, I got even more enraged. If he had just obeyed me, I wouldn’t have to worry about him getting hurt. Not only did he disrespect my direct orders, but he also put his life in danger. Willingly! In a blaze of fury, all I could see was my mate standing in front of me, frozen - not because he feared m
