Chapter 11: Jayce

He watched Damion chat on the phone with his Mate, fury fueling his blood. He made it seem so easy, so casual. Talking to Lily so carefree. He growled, his desk breaking into small splinters beneath his hand. When Damion hung up on her, he was staring Jayce down. Was he challenging him?

"What did you do?" Damion asked him, rising from his desk. Jayce rose up with him, his wolf snarling aggressively. He watched Damion's muscles ripple in response.

"I didn't do anything." Jayce growled. His hands sharpened to claws.

"Bullshit. What did you do to Lily?" Damion snarled at him. Jayce's growl shook the walls, forcing Damion down to a knee. He towered over him as he attempted to rise.

"Why do you care so much about her?" He asked him.

"She's the Luna, and Erica's best friend. I have every right to care about her." Damion told him. Jayce grabbed Damion by his shoulders and lifted him up. Both of their faces were warped from partially shifting.