Chapter 12

As I walk away, a tortured sound trips from king's office. An inhuman sound. Almost like a howl.

~•~•~•~•~

JACKSON POV:

I pull my clothes off in the parking lot and throw them in my trunk. It's reckless There are still cars in the lot, and it's not even dark yet, but I have to run. The moon is waxing, which makes my wolf antsier than usual. That's the problem not that smart mouthed, intoxicating little human who calls everything the way she sees it.

My chest shakes with a growl when I think about the danger kylie is in. My wolf wants to protect her from all threats. But of course the only threat to her is me. Garret warned me this could happen. The Tucson Alpha runs a tigh pack. His wolves are all healthy, well adjusted. He and I have a tenuous relationship I am alone wolf on the edge of his territory. Garrett keeps reaching out. Not just to assert his leadership although he wouldn't be much of an Alpha if he didn't try but to save