THORNE’S POV
The air in the bowling alley became so dense that the humans present must have felt the oxygen vanishing from their lungs. I could only see James’s hand on Maren’s waist, while his other hand rested on a bowling ball as if he were the owner of the world.
The pup was looking at me with a mix of defiance and ignorance, believing he had the right to mark a territory that the Moon Goddess had granted to me before he had even learned to walk.
He had no idea who he was dealing with. James didn't even come close to what Fenris and I represented; he didn't have half the weight, half the history, or the goddamn power I held over Maren’s wolf.
I felt Fenris’s fury clawing at the walls of my stomach, demanding I rip his head off right there, amidst the neon lights and the crash of th
