Chapter 33. Strip Him

"Everything I wanted first?" Leander repeated flatly, his brows furrowed. And then understanding lit his expression. "And this...this is what you thought the entire time? That I was going to use you and then pass you around?"

"Yes," I whispered, fighting back tears again.

"Motherfucker," he swore under his breath. Instantly, he was right in front of me, one hand on my hip, the other cupped my cheek. His onyx eyes bore into mine. "You saw how I reacted with Luca. Never would I have allowed any of my wolves to touch you! And as far as what happened yesterday, I'll admit I thought about sleeping with Sydney. I was drunk. You'd made it clear where you stood, so when she offered, I followed her to her room. I sat on the edge of the bed. She pushed me back and climbed on top of me."

Pain crashed over me as the images play through my mind. It was too much to take. I didn't want to hear all of the nitty-gritty details of their sexual escapade. I tried to pull away, but he