“Seems like your girl is being courted,” Jared, another senior lieutenant in my pack, snickers from the table next to where I’m now standing. I give him a death stare, and his laugh transforms into a cough. The two men sitting on either side of him, Derek and Saul, slap him on the back.
I want to go up to the bar, but I have to keep a low profile. Seeing the way Sophia’s hand curls around the small box makes my blood boil, though. She shouldn’t be accepting gifts from Noah Black.
My beast growls in irritation. Somebody is trying to encroach on our territory. I can feel my wolf looking through my eyes, determined to shed blood. An unmated male is near my woman. That is unacceptable. Following only my instincts, I’m about to approach them when Patrick steps in front of me, his tone hard an
