Jessica's POV
I yanked my arm hard, breaking free from her grip. "I said let go."
The girl—Chloe—didn't back off. Instead, she stepped directly in front of me, blocking my path to where the brothers stood with the Dean. Her flirty smile was gone now, replaced by something colder. More calculated.
"You need to listen to me," she said, her voice low and urgent. "Going over there right now? That's the worst thing you could do. You'll only make it worse for them."
I tried to step around her. She moved with me, staying in my way. My wolf stirred, annoyed and defensive. This girl was starting to piss me off.
"Get out of my way," I said through clenched teeth. "I don't have time for this. I need to fix what's happening."
"Fix it?" She laughed, but it wasn't a friendly sound. "Sweetheart, yo
