“Donovan isn’t listening to you, and we all know it,” Zane said mockingly. “He’d rather rip your neck off your miserable shoulders, like he always brags he does to werewolves. Don’t forget, Aiden, Donovan isn’t Lykan.”
“Yeah, listen to Zane. He’s f*****g right,” Axel added, spreading his arms wide in agreement.
Aiden exhaled deeply, forcing down his anger. His eyes softened when they fell on me, and he gave me a small smile. “I just want you to be careful around him, Wendy. He may be your stepbrother, but that doesn’t mean you have to—”
“What are you? Her father?” Zane interrupted with a mocking laugh. “Why are you always protecting her? I don’t get it. Is her scent getting to you?!”
Aiden’s jaw clenched. “What did you just say?!”
“Hey, hey!” Axel stepped between them, pushing them ap
