CHAPTER 4
Q was terrified. He knew that he should shift, but he could run faster in his shifted form. There was a threat on this field and Q didn't know how big a threat it could be.
"Baby, please, I only want to help. Just shift so we can talk." Jotham begged.
Hearing his mate's tone, he knew that it was wrong. His mate was a great leader and strong.
Jotham should not be forced to beg for anything.
Reluctantly, Q shifted.
Jotham stepped forward, removing his shirt, and handed it to Q, asking, "Do you wish to speak here or in my tent?"
Q wasn't comfortable moving from the crowd, which was odd considering that so many people
made him uncomfortable.
Putting on the shirt, Jotham's scent lingered and brought a sense of calm to him. Shaking his head, Q continued to look out into the cr
