MY UNWANTED LYCAN MATE.

MATE- BOND.

My Jealous Mate.

HER.

I notice an agitated stare on my back. It burned, making me look at the direction of the gaze, and there he was standing, my mate. The despised mate was staring at me with a deadly, heated gaze. Jealousy replenished his eyes and transmitted to me a very dangerous threat with his eyes. Our eyes locked, but I quickly ignored him before dancing with the dude. He clutched me by my hips as we both danced to the beat of the music. Before I knew it, he was sent flying across the dance floor by no other person but my...