He’s Mine!

me on my supposed ‘cool off’ which was at a clubhouse. I always ha

n my bad behaviors during such situations like this as to why she never wants me to go for any of my so-called cool offs but I have it in mind n

pled with that of alcohol, and the stench of sweats leaking from the pores of the overworked humans. Wolv

en I do not need him to, and it mainly makes me forget what

r. And it is because he has been my closest acquain

nd at the same time strange because I was a woman about to lead a group of wolves that I was uncertain if they would want to fo

down, Soma. You’ve alrea

ineglass of liquor on the booth. Just the very spot I chose to have my drinks as

oth. Despite how rowdy and everything the club was — a reason LED lights do not sit well with me — I c

belch after responding to his allegation of my liquor

ore than enough for you to consume

ne to it,

ld end up messing your head in some way. I

ithout your dictation,” instantly I take my wineglass and then down the whole cont

der to serve me another shot, I go for t

while ensuring that his grip on the wineglass was firm. And yeah,

of his fingers so hard that it was bringing out a reaction on his fa

oing to let you

t the godda

ur sister’s? Why

ing comfortably without any reaction to the fact that I was attempting to

redh

say by my right? And by the scent, I could tell which identity the person fell under. And yeah, the person

e in contact with who it was. Why was I offended? Because I

n shirt being the nearest to where I was. I accessed them from head to toe

illing to hold a conversation with him. And to make matters worse for me, the jukeboxes bega

ke some nice

d. The fact that he had to go straight to the point with his ugly

oyfriend? C’mon, ditch t

ut him and I was able to see that he was getting furious

“Go... away...” I utter the words slowly this time around so they would know how serio

ction of Mark and my sister, and this time Cassie was looking in this

n my shoulder and this i

wl while trying to control myself. W

was trying to force me to go down with him and his fr

after lamenting, I pick up my wineglass. And with a swift movement, not without catching Mark’s exp

eact to the new development. It made it seem like I just destroyed a

n they rush in to hit me but before they could do anything of such, I

p coming at me again. I was on my feet already this time around, but before I c

and so I watch the scuffle from there even though I know I should be leaving. I even

going on in front of me until a flash of