I Choose the Broken Wolf
Peachyrejecting my lycan mate
he scrambled to his feet.
"It's Chloe," I said, my voice flat. "Your eyes, your body, your scent—they all scream for her."
Larry's face went white.
Chloe picked herself up off the ground, tears streaming down her face as she looked at Larry. "Larry, is that true? Do you... do you really care about me?"
Larry looked at her, then back at me, his eyes filled with conflict.
Suddenly, he raised his hand and slapped Chloe hard across the face.
"Shut up!" he roared. "Who do you think you are?"