“You ok?” Asked Jonah.
I shrugged.
“Did Zaya get in trouble?” I asked.
“No, Damocles isn’t crazy. Zaya is Dad’s favourite actually,” Jonah said matter-of-factly. He did not seem bothered by that fact.
“Zaya is your favourite too, huh?” He asked. Now, he sounded really jealous.
His green eyes darkened a little.
I moved to walk away and he grabbed my arm pulling me back to him, flush against him.
“Hey!” I said furiously. “Go aw…”
He silenced me with his lips. They came crashing down against mine. I squealed in surprise but my wolf was elated. I moved my lips against his instinctively. He grabbed the backs of my thighs and lifted me easily, hurtling back into the stall and pressing me into the wall. Heat was coursing through me. I could feel his muscles hard and taut under his shirt
