131. Daddy's Home

I gritted my teeth as I felt my body grow hot.

“Get. The Fuck. Off of him.” My words were as sweet as venom, Cassandra growled so fiercely, I could feel the vibration in my feet and I knew from how the lamp buzzed, it also felt the power I had just released from myself.

But… Emrys.

My mate, my beloved Emrys, was there on the bed that was full of tattered blankets and unkept dirtiness, naked; the man who towered over him was none other than that of a worthless, vile, and disgusting wolf - James.

James’ hair was longer now, face dirty with grime, and he definitely went downhill from his time playing daddy dearest. The clothes he wore matched the bed: tattered, dirty, and most of all, stained. With what? Who the fuck knows.

I didn’t want to know.

Cassandra decided that she wanted power, all of it, instantly and immediately took over my body without a single dread of hesitation; my body shifted into my white wolf, my paws hitting the dirty cement and flinging myself forward, my body sla