“Hey, Alpha,” a feminine voice said, cutting me off. I looked at the brown-skinned hand running across Cree’s back. “I know you’re off the market, but I was wondering who your friend is. I don’t smell a female's scent on him, sooo are you available?” the she-wolf asked while gliding her hand from Cree’s back onto mine. Her pointy nails lightly scraped my back. That shit felt good too, and we wanted to be offended. She was touching me, but her nails felt so good, we decided to give her a small pass.
“We have a mate.” Our reply was short and simple. There was no need to entertain the she-wolf more than that. We might have been annoyed with Bellamy, but we would never disrespect our mate by entertaining another she-wolf.
“I don’t know you. Identify yourself to your Alpha,” Cree demanded while looking at the she-wolf with squinted eyes.
The she-wolf wrapped both her arms around my neck in what would have been a loving gesture from my mate, but the tightness of her grasp, as well as her sharp nails digging into the sides of our neck, was uncomfortable. Without a doubt, whoever this was wasn’t a she-wolf. Sharp nails weren’t normal for she-wolves.
“You are no Alpha of mine.” It was odd to say, but this shifter’s voice was beautiful. Her word held malice against a voice made from angels. Her voice sounded like a beautiful nightmare. “I serve the Tsar and no one else. He has sent me here to warn you to give up. Give up before it’s t?—”
“You dirty, mangy, too skinny for that big bird-brained head bitch. If you want to live to see another day, I’d suggest you get the fuck off my fucking mate.” I couldn’t see her, but I could hear Bellamy.
She sounded pissed. In fact, she sounded like she was going to fuck both of us up. Bellamy was so angry, she was projecting an image of her wolf into our head. Her wolf was as pissed as she was, pacing back and forth in all of her beautiful, majestic fur that was a pure white color. My bear and I were both star-struck at how beautiful Bellamy’s wolf was. Even more, we were excited that she was pissed about seeing another female shifter on us. It gave us a feeling of pride knowing our mate felt possession over us. We should have been scared of the energy radiating off Bellamy; however, it excited us more than it should have.
Chapter Seventeen
BELLAMY ROSE
When Halofirst suggested we go to Cree’s restaurant, I was excited to go try some new food. I was very curious to see what type of food wolf shifters ate. In my mind, I thought they just hunted deer or other wild animals and ate them raw. Since I’d been with Kenzo, he’d always given me cooked food, mostly beef. I figured he ate his food when I wasn’t around so I wouldn’t be disgusted by the raw meat.
However, after talking to Halo, I learned that wasn’t the case. While wolf shifters could eat raw meat, they didn’t always. So, yeah, I was excited to go to a shifter restaurant. Now, what I wasn’t expecting was to be enraged as soon as we were about to be seated. I had never in my life experienced the amount of rage I felt in this very moment after seeing that ugly-ass bitch all over my mate.
Kill Her.
I agreed with my wolf. I wanted to kill that bitch. She had her scraggly arms thrown around Kenzo’s neck like they belonged there.
Tear them from her body!
Her big head was too close to Kenzo’s face like she wanted to kiss him.
Rip her lips from her face!
Oh, and let’s not forget Kenzo’s overly friendly ass. He wanted to throw a fit because I wanted to make sure Alonzo was alive and well but had the got damn audacity to allow another bitch to be all over him. I was on his ass too!
He knows better!
His big, stupid ass was getting fucked up too as soon as I was finished fucking this bitch up.
“Bellamy, baby.” Kenzo had the nerve to stand up facing me with the bitch clinging to his back and smile at me.
Throwing my hands on my hips, I craned my neck and squinted my eyes to see if Kenzo was serious. “I’m going to fuck you up,” I spat while angrily jabbing my finger in his direction. “You and that bitch. And why the fuck is she still on you while I’m in front of you?”
“I’m sorry,” Kenzo said before reaching behind him and tossing the bitch on the floor, where she landed with a loud thud. “I swear it’s not what you think. She was over here tryna threaten us and shit,” Kenzo pleaded while trying take a step in my direction, but I shot him a glare, letting him know to keep his distance.
“I don’t give a flying fuck what she was doing. The minute she touched you, you should have tossed her ass across the room.” I kept my heated glare on Kenzo. I could see the bitch trying to flee, but Cree, who was now at Kenzo’s side, grabbed the shifter’s arm.
“How the fuck did you get onto our packlands?” Cree gritted through clenched teeth.
“Fuck you. The Tsar will rule,” the bitch squealed loudly, drawing the attention of the people in the pack restaurant.
“Halo, get everyone out of here. I’m calling my brothers now,” Cree demanded, and Halo quickly fell in line, beginning to usher the curious eyes toward the exit.
Once the restaurant was empty, Halo came and stood at Cree’s side with the unknown shifter between them and Cree’s hand holding her forearm.
“How long until Delcan and Yves get here?” Halo asked Cree.
“Any minute,” was his response, but I didn’t give a fuck about that. I was still livid with my mate.
“You fucking fools! Following Fate will end in your destruction. The Great Mage has shown us the truth,” the deranged-looking bitch screeched as her body shook violently while she tried to shake herself loose from Halo and Cree’s hold.
