T.J. POV
Standing outside the Tavern, staring at a drunken Jo-Jo, who had decided to start yelling at him for the first time ever, and T.J. did know why. He was manhandling her, not something he had ever done. But not even he was happy about her being in that place, knowing it was about to turn into a lust-filled place full of horny, hot-blooded Alpha males and their Betas.
Her eyes were practically glowing at him, all super bright and iridescent around the edges. He’d not seen anything like it before and the angrier she got, the more they seemed to glow, very unnatural.
T.J. had never actually seen the girl he’d known, or the woman mad before, not ever, he realized, as she was yelling about West having a stick up his ass. He’d had to cut her off mid-sentence, and yell at her using his
