Everything went out of André's mind as his eyes greedily took in the elegant lines of her back. With a growl he was across the room and had a hand out before he stopped himself and turned to glare at the other males. Luc was staring down at Eevi, completely oblivious. And Theo, who had gone back to reading reports, didn't even bother to look up. He felt his posture relax and his wolf calm down.
"André?" The stress in Phoenix's voice had his attention snapping to her, finding her jaw tight and her breathing shallow.
"Phoenix? What's wrong?" He sat on the couch and turned her slightly so she faced him.
Eevi sighed and readjusted. "She doesn't like needles."
André's eyes flashed at her before he looked back to his Luna. "Really?"
She was pale. "Yes."
"You want me to believe that the female that took down three warriors, battled nightmare monsters, taught Yvonne how to fight an Alpha, can't handle needles?" he teased.
