Wolf’s POV:
When I saw him lying there with her, touching her, I almost ripped his throat out, she was my wife, how dare he touch her, she belonged to me. Then the intoxicating smell of her heat hit me, I almost went into the room to finish what my f*****g weak ass brother started.
I had to drag myself out of the room, I walked slowly, forcing myself to take the next step. Her heat was overpowering. I forced myself to focus on my pathetic brother, taking out all the anger I felt on him.
I picked him up by his throat, squeezing it “You dared to touch my wife” I unleashed all my pent-up anger, and of course the difficulty I had just experienced, walking away from her.
I saw Cullum’s face drain from all life, and I loosened my grip on his throat. I must have gripped him tighter when Riley
