"I don’t get edgy," Marcus said, his steady tone betraying no irritation. "But the Eastern patrol shifts do need additional support."
Thomas paled slightly, but Daniel burst into laughter, clapping him on the back.
(Daniel's POV)
I took quiet amusement watching Marcus’s tight control over his emotions. To the untrained eye, he seemed as composed as ever. But after years of knowing him, I could see how his wolf Logan stayed hyper-focused on Aurora, even as he calmly managed the ceremonial crowds.
Some of the murmurings around us turned speculative, soft comments flitting through the pack mind-link about my close friendship with Marcus.
"Do you think Daniel’s jealous of Aurora?" someone whispered.
"Maybe Marcus got tired of his nagging," another thought teased.
If Marcus heard,
