I sighed. “The girl you captured yesterday has been moved into the bedroom next to mine,” I said, acting like it was no big deal.
He tilted his head to the side. “Yes, I’m aware. I meant to ask you about that. Why the f**k, is she in the packhouse, Damon?” He raised his voice slightly with his last words.
I stood to my feet, growling at him, “Watch your f*****g tone.”
He raised his hands in surrender. “Calm down, d**k head. People are asking questions and want to know why; a prisoner is now residing within the pack walls, and I would like to know as well?” He crossed his arms across his chest.
I sat back down and sucked in a deep breath. “Amelia’s, my mate.”
His eyes widened. “You have got to be f*****g joking me! She’s a human, Damon.” He shouted.
I threw my hands in the air in frus
