Another growl emanated from Mark’s lips, this one more ferocious. “I said step away from her. She’s not your mate.”
Jori smirked and reached out his hand stroking under my chin. “Why would I lie about that? Just ask her yourself.”
Mark went to lunge forward, but Rie quickly grabbed his arm. “Mark, calm down.”
Scythe was standing and on edge, ready to step in if necessary. “Jori, unless you want a fight to break out, I suggest you take a step back.”
“He’s right,” Percy added. Percy was tense, ready to jump in if a fight broke out, but he looked slightly terrified of that as well.
Jori growled under his breath. He took a step back from me, but my hairs were still on end from his closeness. “Just because she’s a part of your new pack, it doesn’t mean you can control what happens with her
