Chapter 89: WOLF’S RAGE

Edeline At that moment, I was fuming. The way she was trying to humiliate me and get me into trouble was infuriating. I felt like I might just explode. “Pardon me?” I muttered, grabbing the underwear from the table quickly. I didn’t want my brother’s horrified expression to add to the embarrassment while the rest of the group watched in shock. Darius, on the other hand, was glaring at Tatiana with such intensity that his face was turning red, his jaw clenched tight. Tatiana’s eyes flashed with annoyance. “You heard me! You’re promiscuous! You had an intimate encounter with Percival! I’ve got the evidence!” She brandished a tissue encased in a ziploc bag. It was dirty, but the unmistakable scent of Percival—one that hinted at his excitement—filled the room. The odor was strong enough to make the nearby wolves shift uneasily. My composure shattered in an instant. I could feel the rage of my wolf, its growls echoing in my mind. She was curious about the wolf who couldn’t shift because of