The pack of lust-driven wolves was swiftly closing in on them. Whatever Jacob had done to the pack house had rendered Francine unconscious. Dave was seething with anger at the thought that Jacob, of all people, was Francine's mate. She deserved so much more - someone who would give her not just the world, but the entire universe.
Jacob had Francine's loyalty, yet he was so foolish that he hadn't marked her. He had spent the previous night pleasuring Francine, knowing it would provoke Dave. He was aware that Dave had visited her, so he flaunted her like a trophy. He used her as a pawn to assert his dominance over Dave, which only highlighted the threat he perceived Dave to be.
Jacob was well aware of the unbreakable bond between Francine and Dave, a bond forged in blood and lasting a life
