Sawyer
I was angry. No, that was not the right word to describe my feelings right now. I was furious, seething, boiling, I wanted to throw fists and break something into pieces. My eyes flashed dangerously yellow as Soren was in full agreement with me, barking and growling angrily, ready to pounce.
The only reason why I wasn´t already changing into my wolf, running roaring and ripping everything in outrage was because of my little mate, who was standing next to me with my arms wrapped around her, my fingers digging into her warm soft flesh. The sweet calming scent of roasted pecans filled the air as I breathed deeply, the strong aroma reminding me of my childhood and making me feel like home. The questions swirling in my mind were not helping the already tough situation of making me cal
