Chapter 8

Oh, my dear mother. I smile and look up at him. I take a step closer until our chests are touching. I put my hand on his chest and move it up and down, rubbing it. He growls slowly and that’s when I decided to do it. I kneed his manly-hood and he instantly fell to his knees, holding it. I crouch down until I’m eye level with him. I smirk at him. "Don't touch me." I whisper then leave him there, in pain. 'Why? Why did you hurt mate?' My wolf asked my. 'Why do you only talk to me when it's about mate?' I question her. 'Because he is ours, and ours only.' 'What if he hurts us? Like Sam and that?' 'He is mate, and he loves us. Plus you just hurt him first.' With that, she leaves to where ever she goes to. I run up the stairs and into my room. I lock the door behind me and gasp at what just happened. Adrenaline pumped through my veins as my chest heaves up and down. Where did all that ene