Jack didn’t have time to enjoy the relief of seeing his mate unhurt. They were surrounded by Night’s Shade wolves, Geraldine before him in her own wolf form spouting telepathic curse words at him for getting in her way. But his father came to stand beside her and laid a hand on her head.
“It’s too late, darling, you’ll have to wait to have your fun.” He told her with a smile. She gave a last growl and then sat on her haunches near Charles’ leg.
Around the same time, Jack felt something soft slide around his waist and he jerked his head downward, surprised to see Michael’s coat moving to cover his waist before he felt it being tied by the sleeves in the back. He barely withheld a chuckle that his mate was worrying about whether Jack was decent or not seconds after watching someone tur
