Who The Fuck Did He Think He Was?

••• Theodore’s POV ••• I was annoyed and angry... Heck, angry was an understatement of what I was feeling right now. I was furious, especially when I saw the hurt in my mate’s eyes when her fucker ex-mate asked me to reject him. I wanted to punch this son of a bitch who dared to sprout nonsense about me rejecting my mate. My wolf, Kidd, had been growling and trying to take control of my body, wanting to tear this motherfucker’s limb off. Fortunately, I could control him by telling him we might scare our mate if we killed this fucker right now. How dare he ask me to reject my mate! And made it sound as if he was doing a great favor for me, Dad, and the Ethereal Crown Pack! And what the fuck did he mean by 'someone like her? Who the fuck did he think he was? He was just an ex-mate. I didn't fucking care if my mate was a rejected she-wolf. The moment her intoxicating scent wafted to my nostril, and I saw her, I had been captivated by her beauty. Long, thick dark hair... Tall and slender b