CHRISTINE
“Chris!” Hannah ran to me and hugged me with so much intensity that I couldn’t breathe properly. Tapping her on her shoulder, I tried to give a hint that she was crushing my ribcage. Though it was my mate’s growl which forced the Amaroq Queen to free me from her overwhelming and a bit violent form of greeting.
“Growling at your Queen. Seriously, Garrett?” She rolled her eyes at him, although there was a tiny smile twitching the corners of her lips. There were just a handful of situations when my best friend felt offended.
“Sorry. That was my wolf. He doesn’t like anyone near our mate.” Garrett lowered his head to show respect to his Queen. A small part of him realized that being jealous of two friends hugging each other was ridiculous. But werewolves, and especially males wit
