EMBER'S POV
I walked out of Paris's pack land angrier than ever. Typical Paris. It was just his way to spin things around so that he looked like he had no wrong and I was simply acting up.
At least Jean had apologized. He had owned up to his mistake, and was actually sorry. But not Paris. Paris was too busy trying not to betray his unruly Alpha status. Annoying old git.
But when I thought about it, It was worth considering that I had not had this conversation with Paris, meanwhile, I had had it with Jean. And although Jean had not been sorry that he had partnered with Paris, but rather, he was sorry that he had done it behind my back.
So two men, with two common goals, probably with common priorities. But only one of them cared how that made me feel. I think.
I sighed when I got outsi
