TOMMY
“Is she okay?” Jonah asked me once we reached my place and took her sleeping form inside.
“I’m not sure,” I said.
I glanced around our small house and sniffed the air. Elliot had been here. I’d know that testosterone-fueled scent anywhere. I wasn’t sure if he was still around.
I was just about to place a sleeping Bella onto the couch when Elliot’s bedroom door opened, and he marched out.
I squeezed Bella tight to me, and Jonah stepped in front of us.
“What do you want?” Jonah asked, puffing up to face the Alpha.
Damn, I was proud of the pup. Even if together, we’d lose a fight to Elliot, every day of the week, I’d be glad to have my brother standing by my side.
Strangely, Elliot looked perturbed by Jonah’s aggression and actually took a step back.
There’s a first time for ev
