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I snarled as I yanked the pants up my legs.

The magic in my belly clenched and pulsed with my fury. It was the fire within me, trying to break free. Attempting to make me shift.

And I wasn’t having it.

The only way to stave off the bitchy magic rolling around within me was to drown it out with paint, so I stormed over to Priel’s art shelves and grabbed the brushes and paint off of them.

Anger coursed through me as I filled one of his clean, perfect-looking palettes with the colors that spoke to my raging soul.

I was too furious to even bother with covering a wall in black or white to give myself a blank slate.

No one needed a blank slate when they were this pissed.

My fingers and brush moved together as I slapped my emotions onto the wall of Priel’s home, immortalizing every shred of anger I could manage.

And when I couldn’t keep my eyes open any longer, I collapsed onto his perfectly clean sheets and blankets without rinsing the paint off my skin.

Four

Priel

I stormed into the forest,one fist clenched around North’s clothes and the other wrapped around my erection. The clothing caught fire at my will as it fell to the dirt, my spare palm bracing itself against the tree as I pumped my cock. It didn’t even take a whole damn stroke before I came undone with a savage roar, the image of my female’s naked body painted across my mind in every shade of red there was.

She wasn’t mine.

I shouldn’t think of her as mine, even when I was half-shifted and operating on instinct.

But…

Fuck, she was mine.

I couldn’t handle any alternative.

I’d kept my distance when she’d shown no interest eighteen months earlier. Her scent hadn’t demanded every ounce of my attention the way the other males’ explained it did when a female was their mate, so I gave the other men time to see if she was theirs. That was my damn obligation.

I had kept my distance until the fact that slow-developing mate bonds were possible was revealed.

And then I’d made sure she’d drawn my name, so I’d be the one fighting for her.

Then she’d kissed me, and clearly been uncomfortable. So when she slammed her door in my face, I let her.

And when she didn’t emerge from her room, I took the hint.

But when she’d kissed Clevv, I couldn’t fucking take it.

I had warned my pack not to touch her. I had tried to make sure that none of them tested me. They should’ve known not to risk my fury.

Yet he’d kissed her.

Myfemale.

Mymate.

And I had fucking lost it.

I’d stripped her.

Cleaned her.

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