“Jake, you’re overreacting,” I said calmly as my mate pulled at his hair, pacing nervously about.
“No, Clara, I am not overreacting. In fact, it’s very possible I am underreacting. You definitely are,” He replied, continuing to pace about. His nervousness was making me nervous and I just wanted to sleep. I was still so tired and I knew I shouldn’t have said anything to him.
I told him about Callum and the oath I had taken and he was beyond furious. His fist clenched and unclenched at his sides. From the bed a few feet away, I could hear the pounding of his heart, an unsteady drumming that rose every time he thought of something particularly violent.
“It was necessary,” I tried to placate but it fell on deaf ears.
I got fed up, falling back into the bed. I started to drift off t
