Wreck stops.
His gaze swings to me. Then his mouth slowly curves.
Fucking hell, here we go.
“Don't.”
He holds up both hands.
“Didn't say shit.”
“You were about to.”
“Congratulations?”
“Fuck off.”
Wreck laughs.
Justin doesn't.
“Havoc doesn't know what she is.”
Wreck's amusement vanishes. I point at both of them.
“Listen to me because I'm only saying this once. Gabriella will tell me what she is when she's ready.”
Justin folds his arms.
“And if whatever she is presents a danger?”
“To who?”
“I don’t fucking know, bro. To you. To us. To the mountain. To her—”
A snarl tears out of me. Monster is suddenly right fucking there.
“A danger to her?”
Justin's eyes flash.
“That isn't what I meant.”
“Then choose your next words real fucking carefully.”
Silence.
My chest heaves.
Fuck.
Control.
I need control.
Gabby needs me. Standing here fighting another Alpha isn't helping her.
I breathe through my nose.