Marsai:
It was Jay.
The shock hit me first, but it quickly turned into disgust. I could feel it twisting my face, and Jay’s loud, obnoxious laugh told me he noticed.
“Let me go!” I snapped as I yanked my wrist out of his grip. It wasn’t even that hard—he wasn’t as strong as he thought.
“What the hell are you doing here?” I demanded, trying to keep my voice steady.
“Oh, you didn’t know?” he said, leaning in slightly like he was letting me in on some big secret. “Dessie and I? We’re a thing now. So, technically, I have every right to be in this pack mansion.”
“I don’t care, Jay. Be with whoever you want. That’s none of my f*****g business!” I snapped, pushing my chair back and standing to leave.
Before I could take a step, he grabbed my wrist and yanked me back, holding me in place. H
