*Let me out,* he growled. *Just for a little while. I’ll patrol, make sure everything is safe.*
*You’ll hunt down the delivery guy and start a fight,* I shot back. *I’m not stupid, buddy.*
*He looked at her like he wanted her,* Night argued, his voice a low snarl. *And she smiled at him. You’re telling me that didn’t make your blood boil?*
I didn’t answer, because I didn’t need to. He knew exactly how I felt—because he felt it, too. That primal, possessive part of me was clawing at the surface, desperate to stake its claim. To remind the world that Amber was mine. Ours.
But I couldn’t let that part win. Not now. Not like this.
I stopped pacing, planting my hands on my knees as I tried to steady my breathing. The cold air burned my lungs, but it wasn’t enough to extinguish th
