"And you must be the scoundrel that harmed my mate," Jacob tried to maintain his composure, but his words came out sharp.
"Indeed I am. That was a complicated situation, but hey-ho, things all worked out in the end, right?" He said in a sing-song tone, dismissing it as if it was a minor misunderstanding. His hands gently stroked the woman's arms as she arched her back against him, seemingly oblivious to their presence.
It was such an odd situation. Jacob's blood was coursing rapidly through his veins as he struggled to keep his wolf in check, his fists clenched at his sides. The urge to harm him was so potent he felt like the bones in his hands would snap from the tension.
"A complicated situation? You killed her. Your own sister," Hayden frowned, looking just as taken aback by his calm
