Book 2: Chapter 28

Willow POV

After the scene I caused by thrusting the palm of my hand up into that asshat's nose, Osiris whisked me out of the party. During the car ride home, there was nothing but silence between us. I am sure Osiris is angry at me for putting that rogue in his place.

As we get out of the car and head toward the old farmhouse, I can't hold back any longer. "I am sorry I hit that asshole," I apologize. "But you didn't hear the things that he was saying."

Osiris spins on his heels and stares at me with his brows knitted together in confusion. "Do you think I am angry at you for putting your hands on one of my pack members?"

Standing next to his car, I can't help but feel a little tongue-tied. "Isn't that why you are giving me the cold shoulder?" I demand to know. "I know I shouldn't have hit him, but he asked me for sex. He said that he wanted a taste before you could mate me. I don't know how he knew we haven't had sex yet."

My cheeks burn with embarrassment as I think