2 A new Jack

Tamara's POV

“Promise me you won’t attack Alpha Dante.” My voice was firm, leaving no room for negotiation. I crossed my arms over my chest, waiting for his response.

His face tightened, and I could see the immediate resistance in his eyes. He wanted to protest. “Tamara, you don’t understand. Dante is dangerous. If we don’t act now—”

I took a step back, pretending to pull away from him completely. His eyes widened, panic flashing across his face as he realized what was happening. He couldn’t lose control over me, not now.

“Okay, okay,” he said quickly, his hands coming up in surrender. “I won’t attack Dante. I promise.”

I studied him for a moment, surprised by how easily he’d given in. Jack never gave in this easily. He always fought for what he wanted. Was he really changing, or was this just another trick? Either way, I couldn’t help but feel a small sense of satisfaction.

“Good,” I said, stepping closer to him again.

Relief washed over his face, and before I could react, he pulled