My eyes met with Baby's angry piercing gaze as I tried to get up from the ground. I know he is angry, angry is an understatement. No werewolf can stand anyone close to his mate and well Baby is even more possessive about me.
I can understand his wrath, and it's not like I enjoyed having others close to me.
There were a few exceptions when I wanted to make him jealous. I walked up to them maintaining a reasonable distance between us standing in the middle of their cells which were facing each other.
I know the chief must be watching us and even when I want to hold and hug Baby, I have to restrain myself or I will lose the opportunity to even speak with them.
"The Doraki style suits you, and your hair, I miss this hair wow the braids even make it more desirable," Roland mumbles with a grimace on his face, I have no idea how he can joke in such a situation, again he is Roland, he won't be Roland without his sense of humour.
