He didn’t know what was wrong with him. All he felt was a bubbling rage that seemed to increase no matter how hard he tried to control it. And the damn pounding in his head didn’t make it any better. Everyone took a seat, except for him. He paced in front of them, unable to stay still. The thought that Jaren would reject him for what he was made him want to force her to accept him, even if he had to chain her to his bed to keep her from running. He shook his head. No, he wouldn’t do that. She was his mate. He had to protect her, keep her safe, even from himself if need be. She was his to love, the one woman he’d waited ten thousand years to find. He would never hurt her, he couldn’t. But a part of him he didn’t recognize wanted to punish her for her fear, actually wanted to wallow in it. That scared the crap out of him. The pain in his head increased. Edensaw was the first to speak. “I think it would be best if we help Jaren understand this new world she has found herself in, then we’ll discuss your run-in with Andre and Tanner.
