Christina's POV
Verdict—She wasn't subtle at all.
My face heated until I was sure it matched the color of the restaurant's plush curtains. I tried to compose myself but failed miserably.
Octavia laughed,the sound reminding me of crystal glasses clinking."You're growling at me with your eyes. Quite possessive of your mate, aren't you? Jealous?"
"I wasn't—"
"You absolutely were," she interrupted, eyes sparkling with amusement. "Your wolf was about ready to leap across the table."
"Akira was not," I protested weakly.
"Was too,"Akira countered in my head."I don't trust pretty actresses around our contract mate."
I mentally shushed her.
Octavia leaned closer."Don't worry, Hudson is completely off limits to me. We're related."
I blinked rapidly, trying to process
