Chapter 8: Territorial
Sebastian’s POV
My wolf stirred the moment I caught his scent on my territory. The same scent from the black wolf who’d “saved” Thea at the funeral. The beast inside me snarled, hackles rising.
What the hell was he doing at my ex–Luna’s house this early in the morning?
I watched the stranger leave, something about the way he showed wasn’t normal. He was hiding something, though I couldn’t pin down exactly what made me think that. Whatever he was, I didn’t like him being anywhere near Thea. My wolf’s agitation grew stronger as I caught Thea’s scent mingled with his. The combination made me want to shift and tear
something apart.
“We need to talk,” I said the moment she opened the door, my voice tight with barely controlled anger.
I noticed the warm smile on her face vanished instantly when her saw me. I’d never seen
her shut down so completely, so quickly. The light in her eyes died, replaced by arctic
coldness that set my teeth on edge.
“No. We really don’t.” Her voice was flat, devoid of any emotion. As if I was the stranger.
I pushed past her into the house anyway, my wolf prowling restlessly beneath my skin.
The sight of her arm in a cast made both man and beast uncomfortable, remembering how she’d crumpled to the ground during the rogue attack. How I’d been protecting Aurora
instead of…
No. I shut that thought down hard.
“What was that man doing here?” I demanded, not bothering to hide my anger.
“That’s none of your business.” She crossed her arms, wincing slightly at the movement.
“It becomes my business when you’re entertaining men this early with my son in the house.” The words came out in a near growl. “Did he stay the night?”
The mere thought made my wolf thrash violently. The idea of another male anywhere near what was mine…
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Chapter 8: Territorial
Except she wasn’t mine anymore. Had never really been mine at all.
She snorted. “How is it any of your fucking business? Do you see me interfering while you’re busy with Aurora?”
“Aurora is different-”
“Oh right, I forgot.” Her voice dripped sarcasm. “She’s your precious chosen mate. The love of your fucking life.”
My hands clenched into fists, fighting back the urge to release my Alpha authority. She was pushing every single button I had, and she knew it. Where was the quiet,
accommodating woman I’d been married to? This sharp–tongued stranger in her place was setting my wolf on edge.
“I will never do anything to affect Leo,” she continued, eyes flashing. “But I’m a single woman now, Sebastian. I’ll see whoever I want. Did you think I’d stay alone forever?”
The casual way she talked about dating made something snap inside me. But why the fuck did I care? She wasn’t anything to me. Never had been.
She turned away, I followed her into the kitchen, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings. I’d never bothered to visit her new home before. It was nothing like the mansion we’d shared smaller, warmer somehow. More…her.
“I’d hoped you’d leave,” she said, wiping down the counter with sharp, angry movements. “In case you missed the hint, you’re not welcome here.”
“It’s the weekend, Thea. I came for Leo.”
“He’s not awake yet. You could have done what you always do – honk the horn and wait in
the car.”
“We have something to-”
“Do we?” She turned those cold eyes on me again. “I thought we had nothing left to say to each other. Isn’t that the point of divorce? So we can pretend the other doesn’t exist?”
I pinched the bridge of my nose, fighting for patience. “Why are you being so difficult?”
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