Savio’s POV.
“Keeping me away from my mate is grounds for a war, Savio,” Neil says cooly.
I don’t reply at first, then in the same cool tone he used, I say, “You’d be fighting an unnecessary war. It’d be a severe waste of resources. I’ll say it again Neil, she’s our mate as well, taking her away is out of the damn question.”
Neil shakes his head slowly and leans back into his chair, the perfect picture of calm and conniving. His eyes betray nothing of what’s going on his f****d up little head and that unnerves me a bit.
In the few days since he’s been here, Neil has somehow succeeded in getting under my skin with every conversation we have, it wasn’t his easy mannerisms or the way he tipped his back when he spoke to us, it was something about how calm he was, how still, like he was wai
