Wish it was Her… Or Not

Warning: Mature Content ahead

I groaned silently in frustration as I watched Jin leave.

As for Scratch, he grunted in annoyance inside my head. "I have a bad feeling about that guy around our mate."

I sighed in response. "You think? Whatever, it's her life and her decision."

However, Scratch snapped. "No, she's OUR mate and you should quit being a pussy and claim her already before it's too late."

I blinked in confusion. Where was this attitude coming from?

I chose to ignore him and took the back entrance, heading for my room. Just then, I remembered that Lucille would be waiting for me upstairs and groaned.

Maybe I should send the bitch home cause, damn, I need space to clear my head, and Lucille's ranting might just add to my headache.

However, nothing would've prepared me for what I saw when I opened the door to my room.

"Oh, it's just you." Lucille turned her head to me with a smirk as she loosened her grip on the white towel that covered her body.

The towel gave a view of her