Chapter 37

Roman's POV:

I looked at my mate seriously after setting her down in front of me.

She was quietly gazing into my eyes, as if expecting me to react negatively.

When I had lifted her up, I was expecting her to put up a fight or yell at me to put her down. The fact that she did none of that didn't sit well with me.

"Are you happy to see that boy toy?" I asked seriously, then frowned deeply when she burst into laughter.

"Boy toy?" she asked between laughs.

I loved that she was laughing, but at the same time, I hated it.

I growled loudly in warning, and she instantly stopped and composed herself.

"No, he isn't my boy toy or anything. He's just my first crush and our pack's warrior," she answered seriously as I raised a brow to make sure she was telling the truth.

"Who in their right mind would reject their mate for someone else?" she asked, and I sighed softly.

She was right. Those assholes who willingly rejected their own mates were insane. While it was common in a werewolf pack