32. You Are A Monster, Dorian!

Dorian’s POV

I was staring at my phone all day and was waiting for that little slut. After all the embarrassment she had caused me earlier, she still dared to embarrass me further.

My phone was bright with pictures someone had sent me of her and the prince. They were talking and smiling at each other, and in one of them, he was cupping her face like he was her lover.

It made me sick to my stomach with anger and frustration.

I was as tempted to call her the whole day, but I refrained.

I paced angrily in the house, and all I could think about was how the Lycan Prince spoke to her that day and the pictures on my phone. He was gentle and spoke to her like he was speaking to an old friend. I knew that they had met before. There was no way that they had established a bond that fast in such a short amount of time.

The thought of him looking at her, touching her, made me very uncomfortable and on edge.

By the time it was 7:00 p.m., I had reached the pinnacle of my patience. Every inch of my