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"What the hell?" The soft voice said, confusion obvious in her tone. Her eyes stared at the young woman who had just sidled up and clung to her man in an all too confident way.
Possessiveness rippled through Gauri as she glared daggers into the strange girl, a loud growl tearing its way from her throat, her wolf seething at the sight of another female touching her man.
She was quick to take action, ready to kill the slim woman, but was stopped by Omkara .
The girl blinked at Gauri with a frightened look upon her face and swiftly hid behind him, seeking his protection from the angry woman that was approaching them.
Gauri snarled, not able to utter any words, her temper coming to a boiling point.
So she instead met her man's gaze full force, defiantly lifting her chin and folding her arms across her chest.
Her eyes speaking wonders, as if flames were threatening to reach out and burn everything in sight, her withering look saying, 'Omkara! You better explain yourself and fast.ʼ
Omkara kept his gaze on hers, hating that she was mad enough to challenge him.
Her defiance making him growl animalistically, the guttural sound was meant to intimidate as it was loud enough for everyone to hear.
"Jaan , calm down first."
"I will not! Not until you explain who she is!" Another loud growl escaped her, showing that she was not afraid of him and wouldnʼt drop it.
Her gaze shifted to glare holes into the girl again when she let out a fearful squeal.
Abhay chuckled on the side, barely able to catch his breath. . "Queen Gauri ...She is only but one of my spies. A fairy of some sort. Very friendly and playful, sheʼs practically harmless."
Gauri was having none of it and ignored the man, her gaze still preying on the young fairy, until her man unleashed his alpha.
His presence became suddenly overwhelming and suffocating, his entire body rigid as he emanated large jolts of power.
Enough to make his she-wolf back down.
She finally stepped away, lowering her head, her eyes trained on the ground. But she made no effort to stay and exited the room, not bothering to argue with her frustrating man.
Her fists were clenched at her sides as she ignored his roar.
He demanded that she return to the room immediately.
This time she disobeyed and left to cool off, her heart beating wildly out of control.
Leaving the palace, she jogged off into the woods, not hesitating to shift.
Her body stiffened as bones broke, helping her morph into her natural form.
After freeing her angry wolf, she felt a bit better and took a run.
