GELLER'S POV
Knox quickly dragged me out of the pack house like a stubborn child, his hand gripping my arm firmly to hold me back. He had to calm me down, stopping me from charging straight back to the kitchen. The brat thought I hadn’t heard the little side comment she made about me, but I’d heard it loud and clear. She wasn’t as subtle as she thought.
His hand tightened as I struggled, my temper a wildfire threatening to ignite.
"Let me go," I snarled, my voice low and menacing. "She needs to learn her place, Knox. That brat doesn’t get to run her mouth about me."
"Do you hear yourself right now?" Knox snapped, spinning me to face him before shoving me against the rough stone wall of the house. His emerald eyes burned with frustration, cutting through my rage. "You're ready to tear i
