Chapter 348. Assuming

MIKE

"What the fuck is she doing here?" I say to myself, blocking out the banter between my father and Uncle Marcus.

I watch the little thief make her way down the steps onto the main floor, accompanied by Rogue. Duke paces in my head, a low growl emitting from him. He doesn't like the way our mate feels so comfortable with Rogue or the way they seem to easily converse.

'Shut up!' I chastise Duke, his jealous growl making my muscle bunch by pushing his feelings onto me.

My father clamps his hand down on my shoulder and chuckles. "You have your work cut out for you today son," He motions towards my mate with his head.

"Oh, is that her?" Uncle Marcus asks and rubs his hands together. Fucker.

Nothing stays a secret around here. If one of us knows, everyone knows. No doubt Lamia and Kellen spilled that the thief was my mate. Uncle Marcus and my father had stepped in and filled the father figure role when Ke