Dylan's POV
"What in the world is wrong with me?" I whispered as I looked myself into the mirror.
Back there, I just lost my control over myself. Damn only the mere thought of other male doesn't matter if it is a human or werewolf angers me.
I can not stand any other male touching whats mine. Aderyn is my mate and she is mine.
I would've killed that man out there if Aderyn didn't stop me in the right time.
"Damn! You can't just loose your control over yourself. You are a king." I spoke to myself through the mirror.
Finally I splashed some water on my face and wiped it using a towel and walked out of the bathroom to her bedroom.
Her scent filled my nose and I felt myself getting even more relaxed. I inhaled her smell and sat on her bed.
I could hear what they were talking downstairs.
Something about her being a coach.
"Hmm interesting!" I said and fell back on my back listening to there conversation.