#Chapter141
Tate’s POV
Arial was really grinding my gears, she always has to be rude, and self-entitled. I had never met someone so infuriating. The worst thing, I couldn’t do shit about it because she was Lana’s sister, if I tell her to leave it would upset her.
/"Just come shower with me, let Lana deal with her sister/" Drake says grabbing my arm pulling me toward the stairs.
/"She is a bitch I cant fucking stand her/" I tell him.
/"Not much we can do about it/" he says opening the bathroom door.
/"Since when do you want to shower with me without Lana?/" I ask him, his lips tug up before he pulls his shirt over his head.
I climb in the shower with him, needing to calm Archer who wanted nothing but to go retrieve our mate and kick her sister off our territory.
/"Stop thinking of her Tate you are giving me a headache/" Drake says grabbing the soap behind me. He looked tired.