Jasper hugged Alaia as they laid on the basement floor in the room beside Donny’s prison. It wasn’t the best locale for romance, but with his grandfather at their house, his dad and Arden at her cabin, and Alaia’s entire family in hers, there wasn’t many places they could be alone and not disrespect their families.
So, they’d come to the soundproof basement just to be together, breathe. “What do you think we should do about him?” Alaia asked as her breathing steadied. Jasper inhaled her scent lightly as he buried his nose in her hair, “I don’t know,” he mumbled against her forehead.
Pulling back a little to look at his mate, Jasper played with her hair, “I’ve known Donny my entire life, that asshat has always been a problem, an inconvenience or worse a threat to someone. I don’t need h
