Jessica just stood there at the door without saying a word. I half expected her to jump up and down as she squealed in a high-pitched tone. She didn’t though, she didn’t even crack a smile. Her face remained completely neutral as she just stared. Only to notice that she wasn’t even looking at me. Her stoic look was directed toward Greyson and I couldn’t help but be confused. Jessica was a part of his pack. Her alphas happiness was something that the pack was supposed to want. Not that their pack could care two shits about what made their alphas happy. They clearly only cared about tradition, be damned if it bent.
I glared at Greyson, wondering if they were doing the obnoxious mind link conversation.
“Jessica,” I said.
She never broke eye contact with Greyson, “am I interrupting?” she qu
