Jacob’s POV

I am far from irritated. Something inside of me was swelling, and my hands are itching for violence just in order to proclaim what is mine.

But I am stopping myself. So hard that my claws are dug deep in my palms.

How can she kept on insisting to be close to that ‘friend’? I don’t care what he is in her life, I want her to stay away from that man!

And if she can’t then I have a lot of ways for that man to be out of my sight!

“Jacob!”

I hissed when she called my name ...