TRISTAN'S POV
"Who's that?!" I called, and Green took that as an invitation to allow himself into the room, causing me to glare daggers at his head as he walked over to the bed to pick up the small bag I had packed for this journey.
"Quit glaring at me, Tristan, it's getting old," Greene said as he adjusted his bag to make space for mine on his shoulder, smirking in satisfaction when I snarled at him.
"You and your mate need to learn some common courtesy, Greene. No entering my personal space without my permission," I said in irritation as I walked over to the sofa in the corner of the room to grab my phone and wallet before storming out of the room. I swear, that man and his mate exist for the sole purpose of driving me nuts.
I could hear the sound of Greene's chuckle as he walked beh
