Anna's chest rose and fell rapidly as the emotions flooded her all at once, shame, rage, jealousy, and a strange, icy fear.
Her wolf was clawing beneath her skin, snarling, demanding answers, vengeance, blood.
Blood for the one who now wanted to claim her own mate.
How dare that bitch?!
Erik… Jasmine…?
Initially she had guessed it as just a figment of her imagination.
Even when she had later confronted Erik and Jasmine they had both denied it.
She had had no proof that they were having a relationship.
But now her uncle's words gave them weight.
She but the bottom of her lip in anxiety so hard she tasted blood and then dug her nails into the curve of her arm.
This was different.
Now here her entire being was crashing.
All because of Jasmine.
Jasmine once again was ruining her life.
She tried to force herself to believe that it was a lie.
She turned to the one who had just turned her life upside down with this story.
