A Seductress

Why does she defend him all the damn time? He asked himself as he punched the giant tree continuously to ease his anger. He was burning in the infernal pit of jealousy. Her words still rang in his ear, stoking his anger further. That loser wish to b a healer. He will destroy his whole damn career and make him beg on the street. He will make him regret laying his eyes on what belonged to him. That four-eyed mutt will grieve the day he entered the capital. His wolf was desperate to come out and destroy that bone of contention at once but Azriel held him back. He didn't want her to hate him more.

"Damn the Goddess and this mate bond," he cursed and knocked the tree over with one last punch. When wrathful, his strength was unmatchable. He drew a sigh and raked fingers through his hair while absently watching the tree falling to its death. He felt a little better now. Not much but just enough to not kill the sidekick of his mate.

He returned to see both of them sitting on a log. A scowl c