(CORRINE)
"There's no reason for you to feel bad for her."
I'm standing on the terrace of the bedroom when a large coat is dumped on me. The scent coming from it is instantly comforting, and I look over my shoulder to see Locke standing behind me.
Despite my apprehension toward him, since I am his mate, his scent brings me a comfort that I've never experienced before. I know it is my wolf's reaction to his, but if I close my eyes and bury myself in his coat, I feel safe.
"What are you talking about?" I ask innocently, trying to discreetly wrap myself up in the warm coat.
He was wearing a sleeveless vest under the coat, and as he crossed his arms over his chest, his muscles bulged. I look at them admiringly. I really want to run my hands over them to see whether they are soft or hard. But I would not dare to touch this man without his permission.
"Bella. I heard she came to visit you. You denied her request."
