Priscilla
I didn’t like how that b***h was grinning at Jack. I don’t know why I cared, but I felt insanely jealous right now.
‘That’s because you love him,’ Sapphire teases.
‘I do not love him,’ I huff at her.
‘You have his mark on your neck, ‘ She reminds me.
I say nothing as Jack takes my hand.
“How are you tonight, Miranda?” Jack asks in a fake friendly tone. Even I caught it.
“I am doing great now that you are here,” She steps toward him. Her slender finger reaches to touch his wounded arm, and a vicious growl boils out of me. Miranda jumps and looks at me.
“It would be best if you don’t touch me, Miranda,” Jack tells her. “If you don’t mind, I am on a date with my mate,” He smiles at me.
I look her up and down. She is not an unattractive woman, but the way she is dressed does
