Chapter thirty five:

35.

Marcus's POV:

“Fucking Cara! Damn!”

I shot him an icy glare. “Shut the fuck up, Titus!” I snapped. “None of this would have happened, if you hadn't let your pervertedness get the best of you! I'm still in disbelief that you had the nerve to draw my woman...naked!”

He rubbed a palm down his face as a frustrated sigh left him. “Look Marcus...it just kind of happened, you know? I had the woman of my dreams—”

My wolf started growling, getting ready to pounce on him but I fought him, holding him back even when he tried to forcefully shift me. Titus was a different case...he...