120. Elias

 Giftie shrieked but easily recovered then her face stopped looking like a sore lemon and became its normal freckled self. She was already used to it, many would die from the fangs of the great alpha Elias but not her, it was very poisonous but it didn't affect her at all.

 After releasing the anger in her, Elias drew in his fangs he kissed her lips harshly then as said, "I hate fighting with you, why do you always have to bring up your miserable family to piece me off? Mi Amor, please don't make me the bad guy, you are all I have." He kissed her lips again but she dodged making the kiss fall on her cheek.

 "Get off me, Eli." She pushed him off her body. "I have better things to do."

 Elias scoffed but did as she commanded. "Yeah, better things like engineering machines to kill your husband, right?"

 Giftie glared at him as she crawled off their large bed. "You make it sound like my inventions didn't help the pack."