Julia POV

Slowly Wolfe takes a step towards me and dips inside his pocket. He stops before me, his brow furrowed as if he is waiting for me to speak.

I gulp hard and try not to stammer before him. "Why did you care about who I go out with?" I breathed hard, my eyes fixed on him, reading through his facial expressions. I could tell that he wasn't expecting such a question from me.

"Because you are mine." He stated calmly.

"You deny the fact that we are mates so how am I yours? You never wanted me!" I blurted out trying not to appear angry. I feel so...