Eric's pov
“Are you worried about her?” The unexpected question again from my mate who sat on the bed cross legged.
I moved away from the full body mirror with a frown on my face.
“Who?”
“Don't play dumb,” she said twirling her hair in her finger, “We both know who I'm talking about so there's no need for the silly pretenses.”
I gritted my teeth in anger. “So you're fishing for a fight tonight, I'm sorry I won't be able to entertain you because I'll be busy tomorrow.”
She threw her head backward and let out a dry chuckle. “Busy trying to protect her, I assume?”
My jaw clenched and I averted my gaze from her, inhaling slowly to calm my nerves. I wasn’t angry at her words, I was angry because she was actually correct. Tomorrow was the day, the day that we made our ambush on the rogues
