André's POV

When I got back home, I sniffed the air. It smelt different. My brow furrowed in confusion and worry. Olivia's scent was pronounced, but I could tell that she wasn't alone.

Jonas!

My heart thumped in my chest, and I raced in the direction of her scent. If that bastard was anywhere close to my Kitten, I was going to rip him limb from limb.

I ran to the garden, and I stopped dead in my tracks. I glared at my kitten, and beside her was the Councilor's son, Jaxon.

I glared ...