Elijah
The ride back to the packhouse was quiet. I wondered why James had to find his mate and leave me with the childish one. He spent the whole two-hour drive back home playing fūcking Candy Crush. I shook my head in disappointment.
“I hope you can spar as well as you can move your fingers to play that stupid game.” I grunted. I am annoyed that James had to leave with his mate, and I am more annoyed that my mind is all jumbled up. One second, I am determined to end the mate bond with Alyssa; the next, I want to claim her as mine.
“I definitely can, can you? I think you need a little practice, Alpha.” Mikhail joked as he continued to swift his fingers across his screen, clearing more and more of the candies.
“Let’s put that to the test when we arrive at the packhouse. Why don’t we
