Jessica/Tessa pov.
Zane sat beside me, restless, his gaze fixed on Jason. It was only the second time Jason had stepped foot in our pack, yet Zane hated it, hated the way he hovered too close to me. A low growl rumbled in his chest every time Jason leaned in.
Lately, I couldn’t read him anymore. One moment he was playful, laughing with me like nothing could touch us. The next, his whole presence shifted, cold, dangerous, like the dark lord himself had taken over.
I reached for him, brushing my hand against his. He stiffened at first, then slowly eased, eyes softening as they met mine. “I still don’t think he can be trusted,” he muttered. “Tessa, he was Ralph’s beta for years. He tortured your—”
I squeezed his hand hard, cutting him off before he could finish.
Jason’s voice broke the m
