Chapter 6

Yvonne's POV

"Then you should have waited for me to arrive so you could tell me". He screamed out.

"Oh My God", She said in muffled breaths. She picked her clothes and put them on immediately. She tried avoiding my gaze throughout which made my blood boil. Does she hate me now?

"She's my mate. I have the fucking right to claim her." I said with anger surging through my veins. I'm not angry because of what he said but for the fact that my mate is avoiding eye contact with me. I've always been hot tempered.

"When you know she is my crush and my arranged bride, you should have waited so we could talk it out".

"What's there to talk about? Do I have to seek permission from you before mating with her?"

"Yes, you have to". He screamed and fling a glass cup in my direction. I moved away quickly and it met the wall, shattering into pieces.

"Aaaahhhh". His girl, as he supposedly screamed out, was obviously terrified.

"And you, s