See the small rock overhang over there? Watch closely.
When I accepted your claim, I chose to give returning to the shifter world a chance, she corrected, halting in front of him. But when I made that decision, I didn’t think you expected me to give up my dream. Considering how well informed you were about my life, you’ll know that, no matter where I lived, I always performed at clubs. It’s what I do.He clenched his fists. You don’t need a job. You don’t need to earn your own money. You’re part of a pack. We support each other.
This has nothing to do with money and everything to do with how much I love what I do.You can play your violin here.Her cat took a swipe at him, angered by the way he’d so easily dismissed how important this was to her. I do, actually. She practiced often when she was alone. But that’s not the same as playing it for people who appreciate that kind of music. I like playing alongside DJs and bands—
And I like knowing my mate is safe, he snapped. My priority is your safety. That means no returning to the club. End of conversation.End of conversation? Damn fucking right. This is all pointless because I will make the owner an offer and there is no way for you to stop me. Whatever rights you thought you had to rule my life, I hereby remove, she sniped. But if there ever comes a time when I need you to think for me, I’ll let you know. With that, she stalked out of the room.
Already lost two people, Harley. I’m not losing anyone else.
The gut-wrenching agony in those gruff words pulled her up short. He hid the pain so well beneath that blank expression that it was easy to forget how tortured he was. Without turning to face him, she reminded him, I lost someone too, Jesse. She missed Michael every day. But I don’t let that loss rule my decisions, and I definitely wouldn’t expect it to rule anyone else’s. And you really don’t need to be so overprotective. I’m not weak.Did you see how deep those wounds were? demanded Roni, fingers curled like claws. Don’t you have any control over your cat at all?
Jesse swore. She isn’t feral; she’s just protective of her mate. Go judge her.Roni said to Harley, He doesn’t need you fighting his battles—
And I’ll bet Marcus doesn’t need you fighting his, said Harley. But can you honestly tell me you never once stood up for him, even though he might not have needed it?Roni’s eyes slid to Marcus, who gave his mate a pointed look.