-Jake’s P.O.V.-
“Could have chosen another way to announce yourself,” Willow huffs, still dusting away at imaginary ‘old lady germs’, “I hate being unclean.”
Claire raises an eyebrow. “Are you really saying that after doing all of Caine’s dirty work?”
“Funny!” Willow exclaims, eyes wide with excitement. “Nice to see you have regained your humor. You seemed quite lost last time I saw you.”
Something dark presses into me, and I feel compelled to look away. When I finally managed to look again, Willow was right in front of Claire, face expressionless. “But you seem to be taking the joke a bit far, Luna. Do not make promises you can’t keep.”
I move to intercept them, but something heavy crashes into me and takes my breath away.
“Let the girls fight on their own, Alpha,” Ca
