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085 | A load of old poppycock!

Stephen’s POV

‘Excuse me, good sir!’ cried Brian, pointing his paw accusingly at the Alpha. ‘How dare you insinuate such a thing? To claim our mate as your own is treason indeed!’ He huffed. ‘Rhiannon is the Alpha’s mate? Ha! What a load of old poppycock. His mate? His? One gets more experience from years lived than any books or flashy titles, and I have more years under my belt than any of you! Those years have taught me what love looks like – and it is not rugged good looks and bulging muscles, you dallying bastard!’

‘Brian!’ I exclaimed.

‘What? He is a dallying bastard! He’s been trying to get his claws in young Rhiannon and her delicious wolf for far too long, and this – this! – is the last straw.’

Brian’s anger was a mirror to my own. Held up to my own rage, it doubled it.

“Your mate?” I scoffed aloud, trying to snatch my hands out of his grip. My wrists were throbbing concerningly, both of them red-hot and pulsing with pain, and the snapping, grinding sounds coming from them we
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