Ryan's POV
“Connor spilled tea on himself and-” Tasha tried to explain but I cut her short.
“It's not your duty!” I went to drag her away from Connor's side.
I was angry I had to push my wolf back,he didn't like the fact that Tasha was touching another man.
“Stop being possessive, I'm not like Dante.” Connor hissed and I growl.
“Ryan….you…are hurting me.” Tasha winced.
I released my grip on her hand which was now red. She looked at me but before she could say a word I dragged her out of Connor's room.
“Why were you touching him?” I asked when we were outside.
“I was just helping him clean before his wound get scared.” She huffed.
I held my nose bridge and sighed. “Why were you in his room the first place?”
“Lisa asked me to take his breakfast to him, since he couldn't walk aroun
