"What the hell is this?" I growled, staring at the package that now sat on my desk like an explosive ready to detonate.
My beta, Marcus, shifted uncomfortably. "It was delivered for Luna Seraphina about an hour ago, Alpha Kaelen. I thought you should see it immediately."
I tore open the brown paper wrapping, my wolf snarling just beneath my skin. Inside was an elegant black box with gold trim. No sender information. Anonymous. Just like the other gifts that had been arriving for my so-called mate.
Lifting the lid, I froze. Red lace and black silk spilled out in delicate waves. Lingerie. Expensive, seductive lingerie that left little to the imagination. A note tucked inside read simply: "This will look so good on her."
My vision blurred red as rage coursed through me. Someone—some other male—was sending my mate intimate apparel. Picturing her body in these scraps of lace. Imagining her wearing his gifts.
