He interrupts me, asking grimly, “What things?”

My fingers pick at my peeling nail polish. “She said I was ruining you, that I was turning you against your family, your pack and... and,” I stammer.

“And?” he prompts. My head is tucked under Masen’s chin. I listen to the strong steady beat of his heart. His body wrapped around mine feels comforting. I feel protected which is ridiculous considering he has the power to hurt me the most.

No matter what, I know it will bother him to hear what she said about me and Sniffer, but that’s not the only reason I fumble. I don’t want to hear he still loves her or still wants her. You never realize how much you need something until it’s threatened. I lost Masen once before I even knew him. I’m terrified to lose him now. I crave Masen with unparalleled zeal. Though losing him would be my only option, I can’t share him.

“Sophia!” I jump from the harshness in his tone. My head slams into his chin causing his teeth to crack together.

“Ouch Masen, I’m sorry,” I apologize instinctually.

I hear his hand run across the stubble on his chin. “I’m the one who startled you. I’m sorry, Little One. Tell me what she said.” His fingers caress my head where I knocked into him, massaging my scalp.

I blow a deep breath and tell him. “She said you almost attacked Sniffer because I was still having sex with him. Well, she said I was fucking him. I mean how did she even know you were mad last night?” I ask, incredulous. Masen stops breathing. His hand on my arm clenches. I can feel his anger through our bond. “Masen?” I question. “Masen obviously you know that’s not true, right?”

He lets out a guttural breath and pushes me back while he leans away from me. “Of course, I know it’s not true. I had your blood all over my cock and my sheets, but it doesn’t mean I want to hear that shit,” he snaps.

I don’t like the way he’s talking to me. I’m not the one with past loves still calling. I’m pissed. “You don’t want to hear that shit!” I shout and jump from his lap. He opens his mouth. “Uh uh, you think you can sit there all mad about something, that clearly considering the way you talk about my virginity so vulgarly, didn’t even happen, while I had to listen to her tell me you still love her. That you told her so, yesterday. That you are just biding your time until you find a way to get rid of me. That I wouldn’t please you sexually, that I would never be enough. That you’ll be begging to have sex with her, that you already have.” I rage at him. I’m shaking, I’m so mad. My whole body trembles. “Did I forget to mention she’s said you have never once told her it was over. That you didn’t want her anymore. I mean she’s still your damn assistant so that says enough right there. You had to know that would bother me, if only for the past you shared, but let’s be honest, a week ago really isn’t the past,” I hiss. My God, has it only been a week since he’s been with her? I can’t think about that now. “She’s still in love with you. How dare you be mad at the shit storm you created.” My voice falls. I’m losing steam. “You know what? Piss off, Masen!” I say, already walking out of the room.