Arya's pov

"Get your fucking hands off her waist before I yank them," He growls and the man shivers, backing away from the angry king. He glares at me but I only wink at him, Leondre is the strongest Lycan to ever live, he is ruthless, people tremble at the mention of him but I know he can never hurt me.

"Let's go home," He says to his mate.

"No," She says quietly. He sucks in a breath and calms himself.

"Why?"

"Because you hate me," Leondre's eyes soften at his mate's words and he cups her ...