I froze upon hearing his words; James was staring at me, but I had to look away, completely disoriented by John's absurd order to Turner.

“He wouldn’t order that...” I stammered.

I got up and started pacing the room.

“You don’t know your own husband; to protect you, he would. It wouldn’t be the first time,” James said, and when I looked at him lying on the bed, still injured, I sensed a certain bitterness in his response.

“Can you disobey an Alpha's ...