Chapter 25 Apology Gift

I let her walk in front of me while continuing to ogle her flawlessly rounded behind. My cock pounded forward as my heart pounded. I didn't stake anything on men gawking at her—on what belongs to me. If I saw someone staring at her, my inner animal would probably come forth and rip throats out. Especially since this town is populated with humans. For the next hour, I was successfully able to help her shop without her giving me a glare and putting back what I am putting in her cart. Perhaps she became tired of giving me her warning gaze. I quietly perused the list she had given me. My primitive drive to take care of my mate was strong.