“What the f**k did he do to you!” He roared, as he stepped towards me. Placing one hand on my head, lifting it up as he looked at my neck. I could almost hear him let out a sigh of relief, seeing that I wasn’t claimed or marked, yet. But the bruise on my skin made him turn into a madman, making his eyes burn with rage while his fingers traced over the red skin, almost treating me as if I was made out of glass. I didn’t dare to speak a single word, afraid that, once again, I would say the wrong thing. I knew how possessive Alphas could be over their mates. I was just surprised that CJ was so possessive of me, when clearly, he didn’t even want me to begin with. And as much as I had hoped and prayed for this exact same moment, I was hurt, as I thought back about the day when I had decided to
