••• Charlotte’s POV •••

“Don't be too serious, Lottie,” he chuckled and joked, “By the way, I could smell the scent of another he-wolf on you and it’s not even two months after you have rejected me.”

My expression turned cold. Was he implying that I found my third-chance mate? But his tone... Although he tried to mask it as a joke, it was obvious that he was mocking me.

I didn't like the way he mocked me, so I retorted and mocked back. “I could smell the stink of another she-wolf on you.”

Theo sneered and snaked his arm around my waist, pulling me to his chest, making my...