Page 33 of Wolf Targeted
“How have your communication issues worked out for you in the past?” She plants a hand on her hip.
I flinch at the memories. It was my fault she snuck into Grayson’s territory to see her parents. If I had told her what Kyle implied, would she have been tortured the way she was? Would she have ever gone into Grayson’s territory?
“They have gone horribly.” I frown.
Is Angela right? Is this going to make things worse if I don’t tell Jara that someone is after her?
“Exactly. Are you ever going to learn to trust that your mate can handle the truth?” Angela throws her hands up in the air.
“Enough,” I bellow. “No one is to tell her this. It’s my choice what to divulge.”
“Fine,” Angela says with a glare.
She tips the rest of her drink back and slams the glass on the bar.
“Take it easy,” I bark.
If she breaks my damn glass, then we are going to have a problem.
Alex shuffles his feet. “I don’t think she’s wrong about this, but we are going to be spread thin with patrols.”
“It’s not ideal, but the alternative is unthinkable. Can any of you think of anyone who would want to hurt Jara?” I ask.
Angela winces.
“What is it?” I ask.
She can’t keep information from me. If we are going to keep Jara safe, then I need to know who could be a danger to her.
“I’m not implicating anyone without proof, Archer.” Angela clenches her fists at her sides.
The sour scent of her anger permeates the air.
What is she so angry about? Who does she think did this?
Alex tilts his head to the side. “Someone called her name just before the tile fell.”
“What?” I ask, standing so fast that my chair nearly topples over behind me.
“That doesn’t mean anything, Alex.” Angela sighs.
“It’s suspicious that they called her name to get her to stop in that exact spot. She was tearing the enforcers a new asshole.” Alex leans back against the wall.
A grin tugs at the corners of my mouth, but I school my features quickly. I have no right to be proud of my mate for standing up to my enforcers.
Not with the way I have treated her lately. Maybe I should talk to her. I don’t want to be cold toward her.
But icy fear fills me any time I even consider letting her in closer. Will I lose my pack if I let her in? It’s a delicate balance, and I’m failing at being a mate and alpha miserably.
Angela and Alex bickering pulls me from my thoughts.
“It could be a coincidence. I refuse to accuse anyone without proof.” Angela steps into Alex’s space, glaring at him.
“I want my cousin safe, so the alpha has a right to know my suspicions.” Alex kicks off the wall, staring her down.
“Accusing people of things without proof isn’t how this pack works. We’re not like your old pack, Alex.”
“I know you did not just accuse me of being like that piece of shit alpha.” Alex squares his shoulders and doesn’t back down.
