Chapter 29 Lachlan

I had seen the stroppy Seren storm away from me and the warrior leaving us standing staring at one another. Like an icy stand off. He would be a fool if he thought for a moment he stood a chance against me. He was merely a warrior. I had a Beta-wolf. I could easily destroy him. But, instead of doing anything, he gave me a cold stare before turning his back to me, and walking in the opposite direction. Brave for a little fucking warrior. But at least he did not go running after Seren. Hopefully he may have been panicked enough that he would stay away from her. She did not need someone like him in her life, of that I was certain. She belonged to me. My anger was dissipating, and I allowed my gaze to seek Seren out. She infuriated me. The way she challenged me on anything and everything. Like she enjoyed to anger me. I found her almost immediately among the crowds spread out over the training field. That dress she had on was hugging her curves. The curves of a woman… a beautiful she-wolf… a she-wolf that would belong to me and only me. Appreciated by no other. I did not want her, but she would be for no other man either.