Jack’s point of view
"Ava, you're behaving immaturely, and our pack needs you as Luna. It's just a small sip of blood, once," James said, his frustration evident.
My brother needed to work on his charm. It was apparent he pissed Ava off with his words.
"I'm the one being immature? You go ahead and drink Ace's blood, James!" Ava retorted, standing up from the bed and sitting in a nearby chair.
Ava’s irritation was growing. She was mad at James again. I would laugh but now wasn't the time.
"I always promised myself that when I found my mate, I would be honest. And honestly, Ava, you're acting like a spoiled brat," James said with a hint of annoyance.
It took all my effort to stifle a chuckle; James truly believed he was the perfect mate. He was so clueless when it came to patience.
