ROMANS POV
“I don’t know why she does this to me? She’s not mine, and now she never will be. But I WANT her. I NEED her”, I said to myself, pacing back and forth in my bedroom.
“She belongs to Jackson”, my wolf growled at me, before I pushed him back in to his cage at the back of my mind. He was such a self-righteous, calm minded, traitor. Perfect in comparison to me; I didn’t let him out very often.
I continued pacing, thinking of ways to get her all to myself without looking suspicious or alerting Jackson. It was going to be hard with Darius shadowing her every move, but I had trained with him plenty of times, I knew his weak spots. They would be his downfall.
Dakotas’ POV
When Jackson finally came downstairs, he had a large, broad shouldered man with a large white b
