Chapter 120

In both the Lycans and werewolf communities, the words ‘mine’ and ‘yours’ have strong connotations, signifying that one is the other’s mate, bonded by the Moon Goddess. So, when Lucianne used the word ‘yours’, loosely interpreted, meant her. Her question may be asking how Xandar would react if someone took her away from him. That was not a good thing to ask, especially when he almost lost control with the rogue Lycan that morning during the interrogation.

Onyx shades came and left Xandar’s eyes. He smirked and kissed the back of her hand that he was holding onto before declaring, “If they tried to take something that was mine, I’d take it back. If they tried to take someone I’m trying to make mine, I’d kill them or torture them, depending on what you’ll let me do.”

Lucianne then sighed in regret and said apologetically, “It wasn’t supposed to come out like that, Xandar. I’m so—” he stood and leaned over the table to silent her with a kiss before pressing his forehead aga