"No, Freddy will explain it to me, not some human." he says with a disgusted look at my hand on Freddy’s shoulder. What bugs me more is how he talks like it’s a fact; no discussion is going to be had. He has another thing coming if he thinks I’m going to be spoken to like that, before I’ve even had a coffee this morning.

"No he won't. He is a child and has had a long night. I don’t care who you are wolfman but Freddy needs to rest. So shut it." I tell him and I try to ignore the loud growling that I hear him do. I turn to look at Freddy, who is looking at us both, smiling like he has won a prize.

"Go and sit." I say waving towards the lounge and he nods walking off.  I don’t bother to turn and look at Jaxson as I go back to my cooking. I finish off the bacon and eggs and then putting them on a plate in the weird silence of the kitchen. He may not say anything but I can feel his hot gaze on me as I move around the kitchen. After I make myself a coffee and don’t bother offering him one. I turn to him.

"Come on wolfman, let’s have a long chat.” I tell him. I hear him mutter something under his breath but I can’t hear what he said.

“Fair warning, if you try to hurt me you will regret it." I turn to glare at him and he smirks at me as he crosses his arms and nods. I know what he could shift into, I’m guessing a wolf like Freddy, but I won't go down quietly. My mom always taught me how to look after myself and made me go to self-defence lessons for years. Jaxson hasn’t moved from the middle of the kitchen and has been silent, watching me cook until he comes to stand in front of me, way to close, and blocking me in between the counter and him. Jaxson is much taller than me and causes me to look way up, just so I can see him, I watch as his eyes lower to my neck before moving up to my eyes.

"Aye lass, now how will you do that? If you hurt my nephew you will pay for it." He whispers the end part in my ear, before sniffing my hair I think.

"Back off." I shout at him with a shove to his shoulders and his eyebrows rise, before he backs away with a smirk.

He is clearly a class A jerk.

"I have a call to make to my pack, feed him." He points at the lounge where Freddy is. I have every urge to throw the food in his face but I take deep breath and swallow back the need to. No point poking the beast.