Page 2 of Love Bites Hard (Mated to the King #2)

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My mate was going to be the death of me.

I’d survived losing everyone and everything—yet the woman I’d just tied my life to could tear my mind apart with a single sentence.

“If you don’t want me screwing someone else, there will be sex.”

I didn’t have any idea who she could be picturing herself in bed with, but I was already vividly imagining myself tearing him apart limb by limb.

Wolves didn’t share.

She was mine.

She was fucking mine .

Any other bastard who touched her would be dead before he had time to enjoy the feel of her perfect little body in his hands.

I snarled quietly, earning weird looks from nearly all of her sisters.

Hale was smirking.

I itched to break his nose with my fist, but he, at the very least, was no threat. A vampire wouldn’t even consider drinking from someone who wasn’t his blood mate after he’d met his, and sex rarely happened without blood drinking for them.

That I knew of, at least.

But I hadn’t been around vampires in so long that I couldn’t be sure.

Hell, I hadn’t been around my friend in so long that I couldn’t be sure.

Not that I’d been around anyone else, either.

I clenched my fists.

I needed to focus on the fight with Curtis.

After that, I could figure out what to do with my siren.