Yeah, she could stay mad at me, but I wasn't the one who tarnished my name at one point.
"Miss me, princess?" I whispered into the shell of her ear.
"Not especially."
I chuckled. Of course she didn't--not when she thought I was the one who had hurt her precious lover.
She wasn't mine anyway, but that didn't mean I couldn't have some fun with her while I had the chance, right?
"Do you not remember what you did to me?"
"What do you mean?"
I turned her around, her eyes blazing with nothing but hatred.
"You tried to rape me, Henry. What do you think I mean?"
"There's absolutely no way I did that!" I scowled at her, unsure of what to say,"Just because you think that I killed Devin, -"
"This isn't about him. Just leave me alone, Henry."
"Prove it. Prove to me I hurt you in the way you've said."
I was unaware she was going to hike up her dress in front of the whole dance floor and show me a very large, very prominent bite mark on her thigh.
"You made your mark on me, Henry."
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Bullied By Her Alpha
FantasyWhen two best friends end up enemies only to find out they're mates, things take a wild turn. *inkitt image