Dustin's POV
"Welcome back," Rosalie said as Jack and I climbed the steps to the front door of the pack, "did you have a good trip?" She asked.
"It was fine," I growled, and Rosalie gave me a confused look.
"What's going on?" She mind-linked.
"Ask Jack," I growled out loud and walked passed them.
"Jack?" I heard Rosalie questioning him.
"I said something in the heat of the moment, a bit inappropriate, which p*ssed Dustin off..." he answered.
"You better get it sorted out before it gets out of hand..." she warned him.
I didn't listen to the rest of the conversation, as I ran up the stairs toward my quarters.
I unlocked the door, dumped my bag on my bed, stripped, and headed to the washroom...
I opened the hot water tap and waited for the water to run warm.
I sighed and turned to
