Jonah’s POV
After Tiffany touched my arm, I calmed down immensely. I looked down at Jesse and growled. “You’re never touching her ever again. Over my dead body.”
I was much stronger than my brothers and they knew I meant what I said.
“What’s all the commotion?” I heard our father yell through the doorway.
“Jonah f****d our mate.” Jeremy complained.
I scoffed, “what he’s forgetting to tell you is she’s my fated mate and they were trying to keep us apart.”
Our father looked between us brothers before speaking, “you tried to keep his fated mate from him? Are you two idiots?”
I grinned. I knew our father would take my side in this scenario. Normally my brothers’ words had more weight, but my father was a big believer in fated mates staying together.
My father approached Tiffany on the
