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“Then who?!” he half-yelled again, his voice bouncing off the walls of his office, sharp and wild like his wolf was clawing to the surface.
I swallowed hard. My throat felt dry. “It’s Selene.”
The change in him was instant.
“How dare she lay her dirty hands on you?” he snapped, turning away like he was already heading for the door. “Oh, moon… she’s going to see my real color today.”
I rushed forward and shoved him back with both hands. “No. No, no, no. Jackson, stop. You won’t do anything to her. This is a hospital.”
“I don’t care,” he growled, his eyes glowing faintly. “No one touches my mate. No one threatens her or bullies her and walks away.”
“Jackson, please.” My voice cracked but I held his arm tighter. “Let it go. She already got a query in her first week back. I honestl
