Chapter 42 Lachlan

• There she was. Fiery, annoying Seren. And now she was growling at me. But, for her to growl at me meant her wolf had to be closer to the surface. It was working! I was able to help her, I hoped. And then leave her to enjoy the rest of her day. Before she was able to realize the situation between us…
• “What would you know about ladies? Not like you go near them. Hook up with anything with a pulse, don’t you? Wouldn’t class many of them as ladies if they are offering themselves to you.” she jeered, and I faltered for a moment. Shocked at her bluntness. Was that a sign of jealousy? I could not help but ponder, but the tightness of her grip squeezed harder once more, feeling, like all circulation to my hand was currently being cut off.
• “What I do in my spare time is fuck all to do with you. Cant say you are much better strutting around pack in next to no clothes just to catch the attention of the men. Or is it just the warrior you want?” I hissed, more so in pain than anger…