Two mates?

Willow was past caring about where they were at the moment. She seemed to have forgotten that they were in the middle of a party and more than hundreds of alphas were there. If Harrison was going to go crazy, then they should do so together.

Willow raised her chin higher, “You said you like my curves, that they are better than hers.” Willow's voice was loud, attracting a few frowns and glances. “Am I lying? Tell me you haven't told me before that my curves are better than hers?”

Harrison's eyes turned red, and he lifted his hand to hit Willow, but someone bumped into her from behind, spilling his drink on her from shoulders downwards, and causing her to move forward and hit Harrison's chest.

Willow gasped in shock as someone bumped into her from behind, and she felt something cold and wet wipe her neck exactly where her mating mark that had been covered with layers of makeup was. The person not only wiped that place with something but also spilled his drink on her.

Willow stepped bac