Confrontations

“Do you think I’d let you go to another man so easily?” Thomas asked, licking the top of her ear with the tip of his tongue. “Do you think there’s another man who can love you the way I do?” Eleanor wrenched her head to the side, pulling away from his lips. At first, she had thought he was joking just to rile her up. But now, she could tell he wasn’t. She could tell from his scent that he wanted her, and his possessiveness was spiralling out of control. He had not pushed when she rejected his advances earlier on in his bedroom. What was causing him to behave like this? Had he seen something on her phone? Had Henry sent her a message? “You are the only one thinking about that,” she told him. “I’m exhausted, and I don’t have time for your games. My best friend was framed as a traitor today and almost got banished to the north. A prisoner also escaped from right under our noses. I also have a law to prepare before the Alpha Summit. Does it look like I have time to think about these things