Chase’s POV
Turning away from Raven, my eyes settled on Jacob’s wolf, as a low growl rumbled in my chest, demanding his undivided attention. Immediately, Jacob’s wolf’s eyes turned to me, drawing his sight away from my father and uncle, giving them the time they needed to recover.
For a brief moment, I held his gaze by glaring at him through my narrow eyes, while I gritted my teeth together, buying myself time. With each second that passed by, I could feel my wolf drawing strength and power from the moonstone, and I wanted nothing more in this world than to encompass whatever the hell it took to finally take this son of a b***h down for good. But I could see that my time for stalling him was ending, as his wolf was growing impatient, wanting to put his own end to my existence.
Thinking
