“Where did he go to?” Father asked when he came in after the meeting with the other werewolves.
“He ran out of this place?”
“What did you do?” He raised a brow at me, “what did you tell him?”
“He asked about Tab.”
“I know he will eventually ask about Tab. He acted jealous when Tab touched your arm.”
“He saw it?”
“He did?
“I should have known.” I tug my hair with my hands. “Why didn't you give me a head up?”
“I don't know if he will ask about it.” Father sat on the chair, “it's your problem. You have to solve it by yourself.”
“What am I going to do?” I sit next to him and placed my hand on my head.
“You have to work that out by yourself. He's your mate and not mine.”
“But I don't know how to handle him. Dess is a nut case. One I can't crack.”
“I love his spirit. He's a fr
