“You think I can’t smell the mating on you? Do you know how precious that is? If the rogue were to do anything to hurt your woman, it would send you mad, and as much as I hate your wolf ass, I don’t wish that on anyone. Not to you, not to your pack.”

“Stop,” he said. “I get it. You don’t want the guilt. We need to know if there have been any reported bear attacks within the area. We need to know what we’re walking into.”

“You’ve done enough.”

“Joe, stop. You’re not ...