Chapter Three
Kayla pulled away to see Carl standing in the doorway with his jaw clenched and his fingers curled tightly into fists.
Crap. He does not look happy.
Both men stared at each other for a handful of heartbeats. Kayla’s body tensed, as they seemed to engage in a primitive and wordless communication. A moment later, Alec gave Carl a curt nod and took a step away from her.
Without taking his eyes off Alec, Carl moved to stand beside her and slipped his arm around her waist. Kayla raised an eyebrow, wondering if they were going to start beating on their chests next, or if she was going to need to air out the room from the testosterone overload. Before she could comment, she noticed the three other men who had accompanied Carl into the room wearing similar grim expressions.
Bran
