David. 

Love, Charlotte. Love, Charlotte, for some reason, those two names resounded in my head. I heard from my assistant that Love and Charlotte got in a vicious fight, and it was Ellis, that motherfucker, who intervened. He carried Love on his shoulder even as she pounded against his back. That show off. I was angered just thinking about him.

' Now why would he leave his mate embarrassed in front of everyone and get his ex,' My inner lycan asks. It was so strange how Ellis was still ...