Shula was at a loss of what to do. She wanted to yell and scream and cry all at the same time all while choking the life out of her new bond mate. She shuddered at the phrase. “Bond mate.” If this human was bonded to her then she was determined to make his life a living hell. She ignored the voices on the intercom for the most part, annoyed when they talked about her as if she wasn’t already standing in the room.<br/><br/>“Don’t you dare ignore me like that!” She said, taking his blanket off. “Do you even know what you’ve done?!” She asked, steam literally billowing from her nose. She couldn’t even breath her fire- she knew it would harm the man so the bond prevented her from doing so. She settled for taking her rage out on the blanket, ripping the cloth in her hands. It brought her some short lived relief.