"Come inside, I've made the place completely soundproof." A tall young man said to our group, gesturing to the open door. "I'm Ben, by the way. Patrick filled me in on some of what's been happening. It sounds like we're all in for a rough ride."
"We are," I confirm, meeting Ben's gaze with a steady look of my own. "But together, we stand a better chance of weathering the storm."
"You got that right, cutie. I can protect you if you want." He says huskily.
Tristan rushes in front of me protectively and growls at Ben. "MINE." He roars.
"Oh, sh*t, sorry dude. I didn't mean anything by it, I didn't see her mark." Ben said, stepping back cautiously with his hands up in surrender.
"Seriously, man. You had to poke the bear?" Patrick grumbled at his friend. "Sorry about him, he hasn't met his
