“My, my,” Aidan says to me as we climb out of the Jeep and make our way to the entrance of the Roswell Estate. “You look lovelier than ever.”
The usual growl sounds from the depths of Dean’s throat. “She didn’t come here to get hit on by her adopted father. If that’s all you’ve got planned, we should just leave now.”
Aidan, of course, only laughs. “It’s really a shame you’ve chosen a wolf as your mate, sweetheart,” he tells me as he gestures for us to follow him. “They’re so, painfully jealous—so primitive with their emotions. I’m sure it’s caused quite a bit of strife, keeping a handsome boy like Coop under the same roof as yours.”
Dean’s growl only deepens, but I reluctantly follow Aidan toward the garden, not wanting to draw this whole thing out a second longer than necessary. “No st
