Jack’s POV
Hot damn!
Remind me not to get on her bad side, I mused to myself as I watched my alpha – my mate! – not so gently kick the King of the Werewolves out of the building. And what could he do about it?
Nothing!
There were humans present. He couldn’t growl or threaten his way out of it – not without revealing our secrets. Sure, if he ever found out what pack Grace was hiding in, he could retaliate, but the likelihood of that happening was slim to none, considering that “his mate” was the alpha.
My wolf snarled at that…
Grace wasn’t his mate anymore, she was MINE! She didn’t belong to that prick anymore and if I could, I would have had her in my bed already. But I was starting to suspect that she’d never see me as anything other than a friend. And so I settled for looking over her from afar – for now. One day, when things were more settled and she didn’t have all of this on her plate, then I’d confess my feelings for her.
But for now…