Dylan stood by the hallway window facing the orchard; he tried to decipher the closeness between Mark and Mona. They had both walked out behind a tree, preventing him from seeing what they were up to.

　　Something snapped inside him when Mona stared up at Mark, smiling so naturally. He had never seen her smile before. And there was no doubt something was definitely brewing between them with the way they held on to each other.

　　"Are you jealous?" His wolf growled in ...