GARRETT
Torin’s constant growling boomed inside my head like thunder cutting through the dark sky. He wasn’t happy with the pretty boy Jackson Xanthos hanging around Christine. And I couldn’t blame him, though he kind of overreacted. It was obvious she wasn’t interested in another male. Why would she come here if not for our mate bond?
“I don’t like an unmated male buzzing around our precious angel. She is ours!” Stubborn and lost in a deep pool of jealousy, Torin ran in circles. We needed to spend more time with her. Her presence would tame the irrational and enraged beast my wolf had been turning into.
“I’m fully with you on this, but we promised her to be nice. So, calm down and stop thinking about biting his head off. He’s an ally.” Glaring at Jackson, who sat comfortably in his sea
