James Brant POV

Jacob bursts into my office, laughing.

"I went to chase him off." He drops into the chair across from my desk. "Thought I'd personally escort Noah Carter out of our territory. But you should've seen what I found."

I set down my pen. "What happened?"

"Noah. In that RV. Half-dressed." Jacob's grin is vicious. "And he wasn't alone."

"Explain."

"Some blonde from his pack. Pretty thing. Looked terrified when we showed up." Jacob leans forward. ...