Hazelyn's POV
The next morning our alarm click went off at 7, so we got up and started packing which thanks to our werewolf speed didn't take long.
By noon we had a bunch of pack members moving our boxes to our penthouse on the 5th floor of the pack house.
After unpacking and making sure everything was in its place, I decided since we would be here a long time to try to make some friends.
I went downstairs with Ethan and we went to the kitchen. Then a girl grabbed onto Ethan's arm and pressed her body on him. I assume she is the pack whore.
"I knew you would come back Ethan, I bet you missed me" she said rubbing his chest
Ethan tried pushing her away but she didn't budge.
I walked over to her and ripped her off my mate.
"What the hell!" The girl yelled at me
I slapped her across the face and looked her in the eyes and said "If you ever touch my mate again your dead, if you so much as look at him with even a hint of lust, You. Are. Dead." I whispered the last part and she glared at me then stormed off.
I felt arms wrap around my waist. "You are so damn sexy when your angry" Ethan whispered in my ear turning me on.
Oh crap... I think I have started heat!
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Sorry very short chapter
