Eighty Four

Shock took over Edward's face, and his eyes bulged. "What the—"

 "Don't speak. Just listen."

 The chattering in the room suddenly stopped, and Sansa was pretty sure that if James had been anybody else, people would have intervened. But it was like Tunde had once said: When James was angry, people paid attention. At that moment, he was absolutely livid, and only a fruit loop would have wanted James 's wrath shifted to them.

 Her wolf was feeling pretty smug about the whole thing, liked that her mate was protecting her; it was important to her to know that he could.

 "You can see Shaya beside me," growled James . Edward's eyes briefly flickered to her. "So I don't think I need to explain why I'm here or why I'd like to snap your neck, do I?"

 Edward did what was typical of any bully—he stood down the second someone stronger than him confronted him. Rather than fighting James 's grip, he stayed very still. "No."