Mateo and I gently caressed each other’s bodies, making us horny and putting us in a markable state.
But as Mateo placed his head on my shoulder and prepared to kiss me, my phone vibrated.
This was Henry’s message.
Are you angry, Ivy? I just can’t ignore Elena. She only has me. Please forgive me; I brought your favourite puff pastry tart and waited for you to come over.
Mateo was very close to me, gripping my waist tightly with both hands.
He noticed the message, raised his brows, and asked me casually, “Do you want to continue tagging?”
“Of course!” I exclaimed as I firmly turned off my phone.
His teeth pierced in, first cold, like snow water pouring into the spinal cord, and then hot, as if someone poured molten Milky Way into the wound.
My scent exploded and mixed with his, creating a charming and fragrant mist in the air.
“Don’t move.” He panted, pressing his canine teeth deeper into the gland. After a long time, he reluctantly took it out.
Our faces were flushed, and I leaned weakly against his chest, thinking about something.
“Mateo, do you have time tomorrow? I want to go to see someone with you.”
He helped me into the car and smiled, “Of course, I have time, call me anytime; in addition, my parents would like to see you.”
He asked the driver to drive me home first. I sat in the luxury car, wanting to sigh at the capriciousness of fate.
Henry and I had been in love for five years. We had gone through all of the ups and downs of love together, but we still hadn’t been able to have a happy ending.
Mateo and I had only met once, at a dinner party, but he had already made me his friend.
On my way back, I received another message from Henry.
Haven’t you arrived yet? I set up a table full of delicious food. If you arrive late, it will be gone!
Henry did not lie.
When I returned home, I found only leftovers on the table. All of the good food was consumed.
Elena stood in front of me, wearing a nightgown and holding her slightly protruding belly.
“I’m sorry, I was so hungry that I couldn’t wait for you to come back to eat together. Ivy, you won’t blame me, right?” she said, pretending to be pitiful.
Even though I was slow, I could hear malice in her words to me.
When I saw her pretentious appearance, my inner wolf growled in my chest, demanding that I punish her in an unforgettable way. I clenched my fists to control my impulse. This was not my purpose today.
Elena and her family adopted Henry, an orphan. They had been playing together since childhood and had formed a strong friendship.
Henry was accustomed to caring for Elena, and she was always his top priority.
At first, everything between Henry and me was lovely.
He had a good temper, and we never argued.
Even if there were conflicts and frictions, Henry would come first and coax me, regardless of who was to blame.
Everyone envied me for finding a great boyfriend like Henry. Even my best friend used to believe he treated me like a princess.
But half a year ago, all this envy vanished.
Because Elena returned to Henry, he directed all of his love and attention towards her.
“Ivy, why did you return so late? I reminded you that food is limited,” Henry said, exiting the kitchen. His first reaction when he saw me was a frown rather than surprise.
