She stood up gracefully, voice soft. “Jaxen, don’t take it out on Gary. You know me—I was just happy for you. No harm meant.”
“Happy about what?” I snapped, eyes narrowing on her. “My business isn’t for you to broadcast or twist into gossip. Scarlett and I are not divorced.”
The words tasted bitter. Scarlett threw the word “divorce” around like confetti. One nod from me and she’d drag me to the lawyers. It already pissed me off. Add in her talking about finding another guy while still sleeping in my house? My mood went straight to hell.
I’d finally gotten her settled at Green Park, and Gary had to ruin it. The frustration that had been building exploded into full-blown rage. My wolf snarled, pacing, possessive fury burning hot. She was the one trying to walk away. She was the one acting
