“He won’t,” Kris said, positioning himself between the two.
“Get out of the way, pup,” Jason warned. “This doesn’t concern you.”
“The hell it doesn’t,” he stood his ground. “My…”
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Kris
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… mate…
Well, s**t, he thought as he caught himself.
“Your what?” Jason grinned, looking as though he caught the canary.
Kris, thankful for the shield his fur covered him with, began to blush. His skin heated uncomfortably, desperately trying to add another word, any word, out of him to cover up his mistake.
“You couldn’t possibly think this one’s meant to be yours…”
… Right to the point. How was he doing that?
“I just know,” he laughed. “You think you’re the only one that can enter a mind? Think again.”
Renee looked on, concerned.
“You’re a fvckin open book, wolf.”
Kris inhaled
