Chapter 79 Take Off Your Top

• His hands were hidden in his pocket, fists hard and trembling. All he wanted to smell right now was blood. The blood of Jake was plastered on the wall with his body hanging on the ceiling for trying to suggest something as deadly as that.
• He plans to kill the father of her child and hurt her unborn baby too?
• “What the fuck Jake?” He was surprised at the whispers of his voice. His throat was dry and raspy with an unquenchable thirst to take his mate and leave immediately but he knew he caused it all.