Deni
“Deni,” Haven says grabbing my arm. John walks to the office. I look at him the innate need to submit to him rumbling in my stomach. My wolf whimpers in me, because he wants to please his mate in every way.
But this is about the pack, it’s not about us. And I want to be part of everything. I want to stand beside him, and help out.
Haven stares at me for a long time. I force myself to hold his stare.
“I want to hear this. It involves me too.”
“I know. But I want to protect you,” he says taking a step to stand close to me. “And I can’t do that if I have to always look over my shoulder to see that you are in danger or not. Do you understand that?”
The mushy feelings return, and I can’t hold his stare any longer.
Damn…he knows the way to my heart.
“I understand. Will you
