Denzel’s POV
We returned to the Blood Moon Pack in the early evening, just before sundown. The moment we arrived, I headed straight for my room. To my irritation though I should have expected it Jalisa followed.
It was her room too. I knew that. But I didn’t want her anywhere near me.
My patience with her and Tyrell was wearing thin. I had already made my decision; all that remained was figuring out how to move carefully how to protect my people and, more importantly, Venessa, without tearing the pack apart.
I stepped into the room and drew in a slow breath, bracing myself for whatever Jalisa was about to throw at me.
“Really?” she asked.
I dropped onto the couch.
“Really what?”
She sat at the foot of the bed, eyes glistening.
“You would give me up if they demanded it? You would a
