Sydney's POV
I looked up to see Tavon's pale face. There was fear in his eyes as his hands dropped from my face and to his side in resignation.
With how glaring the fear in his eyes was, you'd think he had seen the grim reaper; the whip in her hands was the scythe and she had come for his soul.
What the hell was going on? Wasn't he the Alpha of the pack? Why was he so afraid? Could this woman be his mate?
With his genitals still hanging out of his unbuckled pants, he turned to the woman who was still on the doorway. With her stance, I could tell that there was a stern expression on her face.
"Jessica, I..." he stuttered as he tried to explain. He was still struggling to form his words when the woman he called Jessica interrupted him harshly.
"Shut up!" With long quick strides, Jessic
