"Did you not hear my question?" Jael asked with a glare.
"I did. I am choosing not to respond. What happened?"
"Get out!"
Louis sighed and touched his forehead. "I only just got here. Won't you at least tell me what's going on?" He pulled his hand away from his face and met Jael's eyes.
"No, I said ge—"
"I understand that you are angry," Louis interrupted, his voice turning serious as he sat upright. "I am too. I was ready to attack Lord Garth when I heard what had transpired until I saw him."
"What are you getting at?" Jael asked. The anger on his face shifted a little, but only briefly.
Louis groaned. "You've always been slow with this type of thing. You're the one who mocked him for not marking his mate, and you couldn't even read his expression."
"I didn't mock him," Jael said. "It was a mere test."
"What kind of test would involve something like that?"
"I don't have to explain my plan to you."
