Asani practically had to drag Jamba away. The look in his eyes was wild, as his stare fixated on Maura. Once Asani had driven Jamba to the other side of the camp, he began to pace back and forth and mumbled cuss words under his breath. Asani watched, trying to anticipate his next move because at any moment he expected Jamba to side-step him and go for Maura. They didn't have time for Jamba's meltdown, but there was no coaxing a bonded bouda. Jamba's pheromones were no longer being received by Maura and that was driving him utterly insane.
I wonder if he noticed the charm around her neck?
Yet, Asani only needed to wait for his next onslaught of words to find out that he had.
"How could she!" Jamba exclaimed. "Your female is the cause of this!"
"Don't you dare drag Harlow into this!" A
