17. My fate

Rex POV

I watched as she took his hand and let him guide her to the ball. I felt like exposing a volcano. How dare Liam to lay a hand on her? After I'd told him very clearly earlier that she belonged to me, yet he defied my word and still took her to the ball. I could feel my anger gathering up in my veins, and my hands tightened up in a fist. I think Liam has a death wish. I have told him many times before that he should keep his hands from my belongings, but he always plays deaf ears to all these things.

" You should have taken her instead," my mother said, driving me out of my thoughts. I scoffed to pretend I wasn't affected a bit if she danced with other men. It was just a dance that could possibly happen. The reason I was angry was because her dance partner was Liam. If it was any guy, I wouldn't even make a fuss.

"Oh, I see," she said, assuming if I was lying to her. But I don't care.

Adams stood up and took the hand of his mate, whose eyes had been on me since the beginning,