(Quame's POV)
After Mylay left my office to get ready for our trip into town, I couldn't help but get excited. It's true I don't want her going into town with anyone else, but not because I thought she would escape (because we could track her down easily), but because I didn't want her spending time with any other males. What is wrong with me? I have never in my life cared what a she-wolf did or who she spent time with. Hell, Renee and Erin could be screwing half the pack, and I wouldn't care, but Mylay was different. Jax was resting peacefully in the back of my mind, content with the decision I had made to take Mylay into town.
I was getting anxious, and 30 minutes took longer than usual. Finally, the clock read 9:55 am. I made my way down to the hall to the front of the house and saw
