Jackson arrived home an hour later. He told Abby to leave and make sure that all the un-mated males weren’t anywhere near our room. I sat there confused, the pain from earlier slowly starting to build again. Jacksons’ eyes were completely black, his nostrils flared. This must be what Abby meant about males not being able to resist the smell of a she-wolf in heat.
When Abby was gone, he locked the door behind her and stalked towards me where I was sitting on the edge of the bed. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine.”
“Abby said that she explained everything to you. And you say you’re fine. But you’re not” I flinched at his tone; his voice was cold, nothing like the Jackson I knew.
He stepped closer to the bed; his eyes focussed on mine. “I am probably the most dangerous person for you to be
