He snapped his mouth closed, his eyes widening.
“You told me you want me involved in the pack. That I needed to learn who allies and enemies were. That I need to learn about witches and Fae and the other magic folk. Part of having me involved is allowing me to help. I’m an asset to the pack, and this is the best way for me to help. Even Ansel agrees.”
I laid next to him, with my head on his chest, my hands tucked under my chin. I stared down at his face, watching his emotions wash over him.
He took a deep, shaky breath, and squeezed his eyes closed.
“I know. I know it’s wrong of me, selfish but… I don’t want you to do it.”
“You made that pretty clear.” I whispered, keeping my tone simple, leaving any harshness out of it. I was no longer angry, seeing him so upset.
I could see it, se
