Malcolm
Afterward, my brothers and I followed Mika and the man accompanying her into the pack house. The man's face seemed familiar, though I could not recall where I had seen him before. However, I was taken aback when I witnessed them kissing. I suspected my brothers shared my surprise and discomfort.
For some time, we had been in the yard strategizing about speaking with Mika privately; Mark had proposed an idea we were hesitant to trust, especially since he had consistently opposed the notion of Mika being our mate. Witnessing that exchange provoked a strong reaction in me, prompting me to demand that the man remove his hands from her.
My anger surged even more when the man boldly stepped in front of Mika as if to shield her from harm, as if he genuinely believed we would ever con
