SLADE
“What do you mean you haven’t slept with her yet?” Marcel whispered, but loud enough for me to hear as he followed at my heels.
“She’s too fragile. I fear she would break if I take her now,” I let myself into my office with my beta following behind me.
“Since when do you care about that?” he hissed. I turned to glare at him before settling behind my computer.
“It’s best she is strong enough to carry my pups nine months straight, don’t you think?” I raised a brow.
“She’s human!” he exclaimed.
“Half-blood,” I corrected, my face contorting into a frown.
“Right. Half-blood,” he amended “But she doesn’t even know that, does she?” he probes.
“Where are you going with this?” I growled, allowing my alpha aura leak to my tone. It wasn’t like Marcel to pick an argument with me. Marcel
