Westley POV
"You're making me regret my decision." I growl to the werebear as we hike endlessly in the base of the cavernous terrain of the Grand Canyon.
"I'm not sure what you expected." J shrugs, before prying, "Why exactly did you agree to accompany me?"
"Because," I begin with the exasperation evident in my voice, "Jaessa needed me to, so she could focus on her mission."
"Oh right, right." J says, then snidely adds, "Or in other words, you are utterly whipped and joined me so you wouldn't have to watch her rendezvous with her fated mate. Or, eh, primary fated mate?" J looks as though he's really putting effort into this consideration, before shrugging again, "Whatever, basically you didn't want to be the cuckhold mate."
Fighting back the urge to punch him in the face, I
