Chapter 4. Accidentally Mated

Samantha’s POV

“What the hell did you do, Dre?” I hissed as the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky blood-orange while warriors swarmed across the pack lands like a damn plague.

How was I supposed to explore anything now?! The entire pack seemed to be crawling with soldiers on high alert.

“I didn’t do anything! Stop blaming me!” Dre snapped. “I’m a fucking ninja—and a damn good Beta wolf. I don’t leave tracks like you do. They’re probably sniffing your stinky ass right now.”

“Says the guy who’s been farting in my face all day,” I scoffed.

“I wish I’d farted in your mouth,” he muttered, and then yelped, clutching his nipple where I’d tasered him with my ring.

“Serves you right, pendejo,” I smirked.

Seriously, Dre’s mouth had zero filter. His brain formed trash, and his lips delivered it.

“Shut up, crackhead,” he growled. “Try using that trashy brain of yours for the actual mission.”

Ugh. Trashy my ass.

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