ORION
Two men that I had no idea who they were. Seeing them both worried about Avaline made something sharp twist inside my chest. A pull. A warning. A threat.
Jealousy?
My wolf rose fast, scraping close to the surface. He did not like them near her. He did not like their scents in this room. He did not like the way they looked at her.
Zevrin stood tense at the door, still catching his breath while Thorne took one step toward the bed, toward Avaline, like he had a right to.
I moved before I realized it blocking both men from getting any closer.
“Who are you to her?” I asked, voice low, rough.
Thorne’s eyes narrowed. “Move, Orion. I need to check on her.”
“You can check from there.”
A low growl slipped out of Thorne filling the room. My wolf pushed up too as I faced Thorne. Both o
