I stare at them for a little while before I figure out what I want to say.
“Well meeting your mate sure does change your perspective on life”
Abby scoffs.
“If only” she scoffs again.
“Abby don't”
They look angry at each other.
“Alright is someone going to tell me what is going on?”
I use a little power in those last words because I am sick and tired of them beating around the bush. I feel their wolves tense up and I know they are feeling my luna status but I hate beating around the bush.
“He is not living here most of the time but when he is here is not Jaxon, he is this moody, stuck up man baby that could not just get off his ass and follow his mate”
I want to smile, so he figured out she is the love of his life and she is his way to happiness.
“He told you Abby, he does
