Chapter Thirty-Two
Oliver
Spinning away from Cassandra, I stomped down the hallway. My fists clenched at my side. I struggled not to turn around. To press her back up against the wall and take her the way that I wanted to. In the hallway, where anyone could catch me claiming my mate.
I’d been struggling with it all morning since I had caught her sweet, candy-like scent before breakfast.
Lucian had called us into his office, telling us about her. I had wanted to go to Lucian’s room right then and claim her just from the traces of her that lingered on his skin.
William had stormed off, the heavy door slamming behind him. Probably to find someone to f**k or fight. With him, it didn’t matter either way. He wasn’t ready for a mate. Even though I was younger, I was ready.
I had dreamed o
