Keith
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Jace leans against the edge of my desk, arms folded.
My wolf growls. The bastard has become more irritable each passing day.
All he wants is to find Hope. To confirm the beguiling scent is hers.
I had much more self control with him and even I was starting to feel irrationally moody.
Jace's judgement wasn't helping.
“Yes.” I don’t look up from the map I’m marking.
He exhales slowly. “I get that this female has got your wolf all twisted but lying to her father just to get a read on her isn't the smartest idea.”
I slam the pen down. “Well what the hell am I supposed to do?”
“Oh I don't know. How about trying a little thing called telling the truth.”
I meet his eyes. He knows as well as I do the problems around that. “I don't want to get her
