RAGE, LOVE, MATE

Third person.

Kayla and Jason were just in the middle of sharing a warm hug when a voice interrupted from behind, causing them to swirl abruptly.

“Yes! She is a threat to this pack and if anything, she should be eliminated”, the voice added and slowly, Kayla lifted her head to meet that of the owner.

It was Mason.

Her heart dropped as she took down a very big gulp of her own saliva.

She jerked up to her feet, lowered her eyes to the ground and drew in a very deep breath.

“Mason, I understand how you feel. I felt that same way when I learnt of my mother’s death. Trust me, I was hurt to the core”, Kayla tried to explain but that seemed to further infuriate Mason.

Mason eyes were on fire as he glared at her in rage. It felt as though she was responsible for their entire predicament.

“Your mother’s death? Was that why you did this?” He asked with a broken voice and again, Kayla’s heart missed a beat.

She couldn’t tell if she was sharing their pain because she was also their mate,