JASPER's pov

I tightened my grip around my phone when the call was over, and in a fit of rage simply tossed the phone across the floor.

"what's got you knickers in a twist?" Camille lazily asked from the bed and I turned to her in a fit of rage.

"I thought you said that Amelia's bastard of a pup was dead?" I asked angrily and she raised a brow, like she couldn't still understand the cause of my anger.

"Because he is?"

"Wrong!" I snapped, and balled my hands in fist. "He isn't wrong. ...