Chapter 37. Tell Us Everything

Desmond’s POV

I can’t believe that fucking asshat to my cousin. He has made an enemy out of the strongest pack on the Region and all because he is fucking man whore and can’t keep it in his pants for more than 30 bloody seconds.

I go back to my room, slamming the door and scaring the shit out of Cleo.

“Fuck, you scared me, babe.” She says, clutching her heart in a dramatic motion while rolling her light brown eyes. I smirk.

“Sorry, Julian pissed me off. Again.” I answer, plopping down on the bed. Cleo stands up from the vanity where she was brushing out her hair and comes over to sit beside me.

“What did he do now?” She asks, her eyes showing real concern and growing anger on our packs behalf. She is as worried and angry as I am about the way Julian treats everyone. He is ruining the mate bonds in the pack, and in the surrounding packs, and whenever he doesn’t get his will, he’ll beat up someone to get it or threaten with war, saying he is ‘very