Chapter 208: "You set your wife on me?"

Roman’s pov.

“You set your wife on me?”

Elara barges into my office the way she seems fond of now and she asks that question, face contorted in rage and chest heavily.

I raise my eyes to meet her and I ask,

“Are you angry?”

She does not take the question well.

It’s obvious in the way her eyes widen.

It’s obvious in the way her fists clench, her jaw tightens, her lips retreat into a tight line.

Is she angry?

“Am I angry?” Elara scoffs, “You’re asking me if I'm angry?”

I nod and restrain the anger burning in my heart.

Every inch of me screams at me to hurt her. To make her feel the same kind of pain I'm feeling. The pain she has caused me.

Fenrir brings images of her with Hunter, of her with Fen, various scenarios each and every time, all the while I had been the mate who dedicated my life to her.

My blood boils with each image that flashes by but I ignore my wolf. I ignore the wolf who has also just learned he’s been betrayed, and I act like the human side of me.

“I’d like you to tel