Declan
He stood in the shower with the hot water running down over his back, as he leaned his forearms on the wall, his eyes were closed and his fists balled. He’d thought he being a pure-blood, would have the willpower to resist the scent of one's heat. He would never harm another’s mate bond in such a way. It wasn’t who he was.
Now here he’d done that and nearly bloody succumbed to her outside a bout of heat as well. If his own unit hadn’t yanked him from that room, he’d likely be mating Misha again, and he knew it. His fist hit the wall. How was she going to trust him after this? He hoped this didn’t actually start a war with her home pack as well.
That Alpha would have felt it all, and now likely understand that his Luna wasn’t where he thought she was or was actively cheating on hi
