84- DEADLY GAMES

Anthony’s POV

My wolf thrashed so violently inside me that I didn't dare bring myself to speak, tearing my arm away from the woman instead when we were a safe distance away.

“What the fuck do you think you're doing? What kind of sick game is this Carla?!” I hissed, and the woman’s pleased expression hardened until I could have sworn that it had been cut from ice.

She crossed her arms solidly across her buxom chest, making her already bulging cleavage push out even more.

I kept my eyes carefully away from the ripe white mounds, focusing instead on the sneer that was forming on her face.

“What game Anthony? I'm sick and tired of being sloppy seconds okay? And I told the elders exactly that!” She shouted and I flinched like she had just pelted me in the chest with bloody silver bullets.

Could she not see that I was trying hard not to snap her neck?

“You told the elders about…about the baby?” I hissed angrily, slamming my fist into the stone pillar beside her head and ignoring the crack t