He was not fast enough to notice her hand flying towards his face, giving him a resounding slap. M was shocked still, only realizing what just happened when his cheek was already burning.

“Who the hell do you think you are to judge me?” she hissed through gritted teeth.

M’s jaw was clenched when he answered her, “I believe you are aware of who I am. I’m your mate, if you choose to believe in that madness!”

“And you think that gives you the right to say that to me?”

“You knew that from the moment we fought, correct? Why would you call me to see you ‘at work’ if...