Ezra
I hated the way Zeke made me sit there in that meeting room, wasting my precious time, delaying me to go back to Tonya. I knew how much she was waiting for his acceptance of her pack rejection. Every minute spent there was a minute stolen from Tonya.
Shade prowled under my skin. He was restless, snarling, demanding we leave and go back to her. I could feel his low, animalistic growl in my throat as I forced myself to stay seated with a jaw clenched until it ached.
I wish I had killed Zeke when I had the chance, but that could wait another day. Tonya was more important than anything else in the world. I planned on proposing to her a formal engagement after this was over. Of course, I would cite “protection” as the main criterion, but I knew that I just wanted to make her mine as
