95: Enraged

Arnold looked as though his body had left his soul as he stared back at us with terror and disgust written all over his face. However, his look of utter shock didn't last long before it was gradually replaced with one of immense rage, one which meant nothing to me because he had no rightful claim over my mate.

He now looked like he’d explode from anger with how red his face had gotten while he stared back at us.

His hands balled into fists of fury at his sides and he bared his wolf’s sharp canines at me with a deathly gaze also directed at me. Slowly, his eyes were replaced with that of his wolf’s and he shot out his claws and took a pose that meant that he’d soon charge at me.

All of which didn't bother me in the slightest, in fact I’d have loved to see him get even angrier.

“Is that all you've got big boy?” I teased him as I moved away from my mate and faced him properly.

The same second my sentence was completed, all hell broke loose and he fully shifted into his wolf’s form and lu